Purple's Platitudes

nothing but words …

scarecrow

22 January 2014

 

 

Straw-filled, brainless,

arms outstretched,

adorned in ratty, tattered otherness,

nailed, crucifix-like,

I am lifted up.

 

Sadly artificial,

drawn on face,

uninviting,

menacing demeanor,

growing things ward,

I am lifted up.

 

Bird-mocked,

three season remembrance,

thinned by rain, by wind,

I’ve watched and observed,

grown familiar,

accepted my purpose,

I am lifted up.

 

 

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22 January, 2014 - Posted by | Poetry |

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