Genre – Dark, Death, Supernatural
THE LULLABY OF A STRANGE EVENT
by Ron Henslee
I was standing in my garden among the snow peas
Dandelions were singing in a nearby meadow
I was wishing for the talent of the chosen
Whimsical yearning is my crime
Awareness of my short comings is my burden
A pedestrian of nonsense a pollution of time
Yet magic will embrace contradiction
A Crow fly’s into my garden
He shows no fear of my presence
And I show no fear of his mystery
A yearning of being a Vagabond
A traveler observing untold stories
Consumes my thoughts-
Not some lowly Crow
I sense he shares my opinion-
For his disdain is directed at me
He’ll dance on my grave if he out lives me
He’d love to put on such a show
I have tricked him with magic
He tries to flee, filled with confusion and…
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