Slaughter Circle Poem by M.L. Emmett
Slaughter Circle
Rating: ★5.0
The scent of death
lingers for years
in a place
lodges in the soil
rots
and slowly compresses
composting down
deep down
in dirt
the earth turns
and the seasons pass
time and space and silence
until the coiling roots
draw back again
and all that grows
from baby's tears
to blood red poppies
oaks and elms
bear testimony
to the forgotten
dead.
Thursday, June 14, 2012
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