Poetry day 12 - 2 poems!

Bones – a villanelle

Grass blankets your bones lying still

Where is the peace in this new sight?

But bright sun shines upon the hill

I wonder why this is His will

Is this the result of some might?

Grass blankets your bones lying still

Your leaving is a bitter pill

Though you left for a greater light

But bright sun shines upon the hill

Air grows cold but for you no chill

You wait in peace for stalking night

Grass blankets your bones lying still

Of life you never had your fill

You did not know you had to fight

But bright sun shines upon the hill

My thoughts of you survive the kill

It is not fair, it is not right

Grass blankets your bones lying still

But bright sun shines upon the hill

 

Careen

You move in a wave

Destruction follows

You delight in it