Poetry: Death and Bone

This is a new one. I wrote it in January. However, I’m still not sure I’m entirely happy with it. I may play with it again tomorrow, but for now, I’m posting it. Yes, I know I write some dark stuff, but hey, at least it keeps the rest of me sunshiny and happy.

Death and Bone

In this place of death and bone
A bleeding heart learns to scorn
No compassion left for a torn soul
Future’s path set in stone

Fight he must with fire and blade
Fostering hate in an elemental’s rage
Degradation of faith until he stands alone
Smoldering as the embers fade

In this place of death and bone
A broken soul searches for home
Compassion exists beneath the ash
Finding ways to atone

–H. Danielle Crabtree