Poetry/writing : A Crimson Grass by David L O’Nan

A Crimson Grass

Scars through the Sol
In the skies, she sits
An anomalous twitch
Bleeding over the grass
Clouds grewI’m to stone
Leaves you desolate
Your dynasty now in ruins
All you have is a meadow
To breathe your dust upon
From a comedy to a broken bullet
Such a capricious downfall

photo by Duncan Sanchez

By davidlonan1

David writes poetry, short stories, and writings that'll make you think or laugh, provoking you to examine images in your mind. To submit poetry, photography, art, please send to feversofthemind@gmail.com. Twitter: @davidLOnan1 + @feversof Facebook: DavidLONan1

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