Abandoned

My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Sunday Mini-Challenge: Harrows and Hallows

 

Pernicious parents,

Distorted trees split open,

Exposing hearts

Of writhing tendrils.

Throwing swollen limbs akimbo,

They abandon mewling saplings

To stodgy black bogs and fells,

Crinkled as old men’s faces

From nightmare tales.

Orphans of the environment

Forsaken on the craggy steps

Of an unforsaken landscape.

 

© Kim M. Russell, 2016

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9 thoughts on “Abandoned”

  1. The old myth of abandonment is a harrowing tale which one reads everywhere these days in the world. (How ironic that the tar-sand oil refinery of Fort McMurray would burn as a result of global warming). And so the harrowed landscape now harrows us.

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