Monday, December 15, 2008

antlers come and go
hours hopeful seeing nothing
empty-had but lost

sickened failure haunts
robbing the red ritual
of culmination

4 comments:

jason evans said...

Those are long hours in the cold.

GeL (Emerald Eyes) said...

This hits me in a mournful way
like wisps of memories dashed
relationships splattered
especially that line "empty-had but lost"

P.S. Thanks for telling me you remember my poetry name from years back, because this site of yours seemed so familiar. I also used to visit Jason's site and will again.

paisley said...

it makes me feel like the retail-ization of christmas has caused the reindeer to lose their jobs.....

K.Lawson Gilbert said...

Conjures up an, almost, supernatural force from the old enchanted woods...the druids, et.al.