Ancient Necrolatry

Orbs stinging, sangine in lament,
poignant lengths of decay,onyx and silver,
shadowy, pale pools, bewailed articles bestowed,
sorrowing shawls of black curtains cast as veils

In mourning wear, portends of words whispered,
scournfully sedated, air thick with sympathetic reflections,
mannerisms methodically choreographed in precepted principle,
gathering garbs of charcoal hues in a funeral state

Ashen faces, few shriek in chorus, ancient archaic
customs surfacing, primal cries conveyed, dolourously
draped flocks,like ravens in flight, circumferent solidarity, ‘shape
shifting’, speaketh the widow, woefully weeping and wailing his name

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About jessienileacai

Irish speaker and artist. I love music, art, languages,literature, history, travel, photography, and comedy. I love Ireland, my heritage, the old ways and the beauty and people of this small island and its surrounding tiny islands
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