Changeling

Changeling

5 May 2017

Courtesy Bill Domonkos on thisiscolossal.com

 

Earth morphing

Other kind remits

Dimmed the wits

Stilled the fits

Glory that bore us outfits

Of soul that befits

 

Arm in sling

The cast a dire strait

We await

Like weak bait

Hooked on the glitter-filled weight

Uncanny the gait

 

Changeling

Renewed the instinct

Eye that winked

Man extinct

Crawling the meek escaped brink

Edge where might will sink

 

Reading of the poem: 

Courtesy pinterest.com

Paper Lungs, Broken Bones – As Seas Exhale