Unnatural Divide

Rory Nolan

Poetry

Temple Carrig School,

Wicklow

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Taking our time, down ending forest roads

Along the falling glen-sides, of ice worn years,

Narrow paths breaking bones of rock.

Man made cracks

In Nature’s strength.

 

Stopping our way, daring us,

A rebel rabbit, thumps hard hind legs,

Angry at the sound made by our car.

Man stands against

Nature’s strength.

 

Another thump and squelch and silence.

Lying dead we found him,

Dark soulless eye staring.

Poor thing we thought,

And drove on.

 

Unnatural divide. 

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