Dusti Rodes

2014-03-04 12:00 am

The Blackbird

 I see him,
 Everywhere, everyday.
 The blackbird.
 Here, near and far away.
 The blackbird.
 Tilling the dark brown soil.
 The blackbird.
 Continuing in his daily toil.
 The blackbird.
 Colliery coal-face in colour.
 The blackbird.
 Eyes that glint,
 With a light,
 Like no other.
 The blackbird.
 I see him,
 On a fence.
 The blackbird.
 In a hedge.
 The blackbird.
 Reflected in a window.
 The blackbird.
 Perched high,
 In a solitary tree.
 The blackbird.
 I see him,
 But does he see me?
 The blackbird.
 Watching,
 Waiting.
 The blackbird.
 Demonic soul-seeker.
 The blackbird.
 Hell-sent carrion eater.
 The blackbird.
 Herald to the Grim Reaper.
 The blackbird.

 And his name is Death.

 Dusti Rodes (2007)