Red Lemmings

You can taste  the fear  and smell the sweat and  the noise of the wails burns your ears and  yet

The sight of the Red Lemming’s annual jump, is something that  you will never  forget.

The fear and loathing are strong enough to taste , and blood flowed crimson in the sea below.

One by one they jumped to  their death. Every  now and then one would  miraculously turned into Crow.

Death was relaxing   on the sea shore , warming his bones in the moon’s pale light

His ghastly death mask   fixed in a maniacal grin as he counted the bones and begrudging the escapees who became crows and took flight!


10 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. acuriousgal
    Oct 24, 2013 @ 21:44:41

    Very intriguing and captivating!!!


  2. Johnny Ojanpera
    Oct 24, 2013 @ 23:32:54

    This is beautiful. Words, pictures…


  3. 47whitebuffalo
    Oct 25, 2013 @ 03:13:12

    Wow, interesting choice of images for this poem, willow.
    There is something wonderful yet very disturbing about the young women in the red dresses ‘jumping’.
    Who gets to be a Crow? Why?
    Hmm. I like this dark little piece of poetry.


    • willowdot21
      Oct 25, 2013 @ 11:39:07

      Those who never knowingly caused pain to others became crows … not many but some did, this always makes death happy, poor cap he is so misunderstood and his other title The Grim Reaper only serves to bring in bad publicity! 😉 xx


  4. reikiheidi
    Oct 25, 2013 @ 07:28:07

    superb 🙂


  5. pauldickie2012
    Oct 26, 2013 @ 13:23:40

    beautifully done.


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