These Old Bones

July 18, 2017


These old bones have toiled the land

Felt tumbles’ after-shocks

Fractures and breaks


The same old bones that cradled babies

Let them go all grown


They’ve supported lightness of spirit

Took the heaviness of burdens


They’ve felt the changing seasons

The warmth of the sun

The winds biting chill


Now winter’s stuck inside these old bones

They’re weary

Rattling in complaint


Alas the end is near

Still there’s a few dances left in these bones

Hugs and giggles to rattle them awake


These old bones have done me proud

In time, they’ll come to rest under the earth

Full of stories


Rosi Pineiro is a healer, children’s author and poet. Her poetry regularly appears in publications of Off the Cuff E-zine and various online publications. She is currently working on book two in the series of The Adventures of an Elf Detective and her second poetry book.  More of her musings and poems can be found on her Facebook page Word Weavers Circle.

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