Feral Druidry
Sunset
Feral Druid
Stark naked chanting
Feathers dark in hair
Howling.
Songs
Of bone
Blood, moon, ancestors
Dancing to wild rhythms
Shamanic.
Rapture
Rain soaked
Mud encrusts skin
Living in the moment
Ecstatic.
But
Unlikely to
Be invited again
To great uncle Ted’s
Barbeque.
Published on December 28, 2015 03:30