Carrion

Meticulous meanderings

placed upon the page

with care

I hope that you all see

this One who has

come to share

a bit of mind

a bit of heart

a bit of soul

and pride

that no matter

how it goes

today's the day

I died

 

Yes, insides gone

thrown to the wind

without a care

you may have seen it

passed it with a glare

that poor one beside

the roadside

so bloody and completely

done for now

without a person to treat

the corpse with care

bury it wholely

and so we pass our days

driving past the carrion

in a myriad of ways

 

Shouldn't there be

an ambulance

an animal care vet

that takes care of such things

so we are not out

here in the wet

rainy days and nights

just washing away

we have been taken

but do you dare to say

'God Bless You'

in your passing

of our carcasses

in your way

as your shiny 'vette

speeds on

into your own

oblivian.

 

 

 

Reviews

[Antonio Valentino]

It's going to take me awhile to fully understand this one (unless you write me, and give me a hint ;-)
It starts one way, and shifts gears, and runs over something and flips a u-turn.
I'm sorry, it's been a long weekend. And then, I posted a poem today called, Carry On, okay, so now I'm even more confused lol.

I got some good insight out of this though Sid, and enjoyed it very much.
Maybe I was the thing that got ran over (and put away wet).
It's been one of those days.
!
Rich

[lady o]

Thoughtful piece that speaks to me of death of an animal that needed care and a tortured voice of the speaker in the poem that expressed sorrow, and one of those small deaths we can feel as human beings... well wrought, line breaks well done, pulls the reader through the piece. Excellent work

[robin]

Like the ghost of an angry highwayman this was a real treat, I loved the imagery and can still feel the fog all around me. And the vette rolls off to the Twilight Zone! Great Ride!