Scarecrow
Written during a very dark period of my life, during my struggle with finding the rights meds for my bipolar.
©1996
Scarecrow belongs to the following groups:
The Healing JourneyLet me be the arcane angel
atop the tree outside your room—
hang me high from its branches
so that I darkly dangle
in the face of the bone colored moon.
Watching my ghostly dances
from your under-cover-angle,
my silhouette makes advances
against the spirits of your doom.
Let my hair be tangled
by the wind of my airy tomb
as my corpse proudly prances
from the noose-like bangle
of the hanged man at high noon.
The sight of me entrances
and in the wind I jangle;
with you I take no chances,
my love, I’ll be there soon.
LocoCow
Talent beyond reproach.. Great style and quality…
Crockpot replied
Wow – thank you! ((blush))
That’s quite a compliment there. I’m so glad you seem to really like my writing so much! :)
pinkyjain
This is fantastic Lorie, love it
Nausinora
A delight!