The Bone Cairn

The trail rises, higher and higher.

A left foot lifts and slaps down,
bringing along a skyscraper of bones, stacked
helter skelter above its webbed base.

A right foot lifts, the skeleton rises and falls,
rotates, twists, strains upward, off balance
As a rickety shack, almost toppling,
But not quite.

At the summit, the bones settle to the ground,
elbows propped above raised knees, hands folded,
spine rests in a gentle curve, head tilts back. Still.

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6 thoughts on “The Bone Cairn

  1. Yes! Wonderful poem, Linda! Love the “skyscraper of bones” image, as well as the whole concept of them climbing, that spine resting “in a gentle curve.” Stunning!

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