odop: another chapter

I picked myself up from my infirmities, or the gods did so release me

my bloody, ragged bandages unraveled
twice twenty leagues I traveled
with the crow perched on my hand
till I came into a land
with fiery sand and windy waters
with wicked sons and wild daughters

and drumsong always in the air, though you could never catch the drummers at it

Copyright 2010 Jobey George


1 Comment »

  1. Lelo said

    Reminds me of “The Witch of the Westmorland,” only darker and without a happy ending… 😉

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