Hidden in the undergrowth
Among bluebells galore
Lay the carcass of a deer
Who lives no more?
Eyes, like starlight
Reflect the moons gaze
As the foxes inquire
Giving thanks and praise
Owls in the daylight
Intrude on the scene
As I pass by unnoticed
Rib cage picked clean
A cathedral of bones
Architecture of creation
A new fallen alter
Void of temptation
A cloak of cold fur
Sodden with blood
Sacrifice to all nature
To bloom in the flood
Poem by Philippa Wood
Just an Essex-born, Devon-bred country-bumpkin who loves to read and play with words. Harry Potter nerd, hair dye fanatic, queen of tattoos and with more wool than needed to fill up a shop, the author embraces her sense of ‘quirky’, possibly to an extreme. A soon-to-be Trainee of Clinical Psychology with a fascination with and passion for mental health. Whilst the writing may be dark, each poem tells as story. https://writingbleedsrelief.wordpress.com/