Row upon row
line upon line
of enraged crickets
teeth bared in feral snarl
as they prepared for war.
Facing across the muddy field
snow crusted and blooded
vicious canines
bullies of the world
ready to enforce their will.
Whilst all around the humans wait
unaware of the debris
the fall out of the war
being played out at their feet.
©Jay-lyn Doerksen
November 5/17
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Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen
A single hard working mom of a soon to be teenage son. A poet and story teller I have wanted to write since I was a child. This space is where I share stories about myself and my life and the creative poetry that stirs my soul. My hope is you will pull up a chair and a cup of coffee delving into the world that I offer and you find simple enjoyment for a few moments.
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