Dirt & Ink

Fingers peek through the dirt,

Nails scrabbling uselessly at the

Smooth paving stones.

Strong forearms tremble as

They heave a body out of

The soil, rich dark earth.

Bright green eyes regard the sky,

Eyelids close, weep, one single

Stray tear cutting a path through

The light layer of dirt dusted on

Her cheek, moonlight casting

A strange view over this girl,

Risen from the burial at which

She was placed, still breathing,

Into the ground, an offering to Mother Earth.

The End

41 comments about this work Feed