10 Ways of Looking at a Skeleton

A skeleton is many things

Two skeletons are one. 

Whether they have wide hips or narrow, 

two skeletons are one. 

Clackity fingers tap against the window, 

costumed children plan tricks in place of treats. 

No match for the skeleton, 

It only dances across the glass. 

Study the skeleton, 

and it is studying itself. 

Know the skeleton, 

and it may get through anatomy class. 

If death may find you, 

the skeleton army will find you soon. 

Join the ranks, you have no choice. 

For the skeleton war never ends. 

Its slender body. 

No room for fat on the skeleton. 

The true model of expected beauty. 

The leaves scatter light on the skeleton. 

Climbing higher, higher still. 

The limbs grow thinner. 

Falling. 

The bones lie scattered as the light. 

Hardly a bar of connection, 

links you to your site. 

The webpage, only a skeleton, 

No procrastinating tonight. 

Fiery fissions. 

The Earth cracks and screams. 

Great ripples of energy channel through ground, 

the dwellings of men become one with them 

Both, now only skeletons. 

Through misty forest, 

leaves rustle and fly. 

A skeleton majestic, sits. 

Its chinks in bony armor which once pumped life 

now bear the homes of minute lives too 

Sliding onto the stage, 

the skeleton’s aviators gleam in limelight . 

Forever seventeen, the skeleton, 

will always be the dancing queen. 

Reviews

[Laura Lynn]

I want two skeletons to be one, and yet I am happy to have my own, I must say and admit to myself, though I would like to be part of another(s)so completely...it is like to be woven into a lovely seven act tragedy-comedy-romance