Wednesday, October 19, 2016

"dawn" by Ross Balcom, Frequent Contributor


dawn
Ross Balcom

the dawn
racked

its bones
breaking

begs
for mercy

its cries
unheard

by the
blank-eyed

mutants
who walk

the hills
the forests

of stone


Poet's Notes: The dawn, normally a symbol of hope, becomes a symbol of hopelessness and horror in this poem of the post-apocalypse.

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