Writings and Witterings


Old Bony Face

Mumified male head. The face is partially cove...

The face, the face, old bony face,
The one that’s oh-so-hard to trace,
A ghoulish grinning gapped grimace,
Jaw-rattling laugh reverberates.

The hollowness of deathly gates
Close the year that passed away,
‘You won’t be rid of me,’ he said,
‘I live on in your memory.’

Polly Robinson © 2013