tragedy-art (November-2024)

A Bardur Tragedy

Nothing but the evergreen What once was there now is lost Covered by the newly frost Nothing but the evergreen The sprucen house wrapped in a blouse Of a black cloud Nothing but the evergreen An orange glow on pillows of snow Glare upon my face Nothing but the evergreen The pins and needles saved by ice Shielded from the heat A blazing by the evergreen The scorched wood test the village best Leaving nothing But the evergreen