One Poem by Viv Parks

Written in response to this month’s Special Challenge.


I am a beast of bygone years
My image upon the walls
hidden deep within a cave
protected from sun wind and rain

Painted in shades of my spilt blood
My flesh would have fed you
my skin kept you warm
Now you too are gone and
only my image lives on


Viv Parks lives in southern England and enjoys writing poetry in her retirement. Loves to respond to the monthly challenges of Nine Muses Poetry. Is thrilled that one of her poems, One Hundred Years, written in response to the Centennial Cenotaph Parade has been accepted as the opening poem of an anthology with The Hedgehog Poetry Press.

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