Cajun Mutt Press Featured Writer 08/13/21

Dance of the Damned

At last the party is over.
Friends and family are gone,
long gone in some cases,
though with us in spirit
earlier.
Now I’m the only one left
still dancing
all alone
until
the ravens came to join me
bringing with them more guests,
not only the souls of the dead
but the souls of those
we had taken care to exclude.
They’re with me now,
the souls of the damned
ready to join in the dance.
And they won’t let me leave.

©2021 Lynn White All rigts reserved.

Lynn White

Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality. She was shortlisted in the Theatre Cloud ‘War Poetry for Today’ competition and has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize and a Rhysling Award. Her poetry has appeared in many publications including: Apogee, Firewords, Capsule Stories, Light Journal and So It Goes.

Find Lynn at: https://lynnwhitepoetry.blogspot.com and https://www.facebook.com/Lynn-White-Poetry-1603675983213077