Not Above the Waterline

by animalworkss

When the grounds of the graveyard had flooded
And the headstones lost sight of their feet
Souls wrapped in flesh not quite rotted
Ascended, their maker to meet
Creased clouds up above hinted promise
Lent quick glimpses for those left beneath
But because they dared glare
At redemption lain bare
Those old bones sold their swell for a peek

 

 

 

 

 

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Copyright Keli Birchfield 2016

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