One Poem by Annie McCrea

Written in response to this month’s Special Challenge.

To Yorick

gothic is my genre
feathers quills and skulls
not diamond encrusted
still clay cloying
purloined no doubt
from some body snatcher
and now serving as a memento mori
while I scratch out a living
on a scroll of parchment
for my master knowing
that he too will pass this way

 

Annie lives in the North West of Ireland and has had some success with her poems locally. She is now trying to reach a wider audience with her poetry.

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