Margins
John Jessup Kennan 1953 (Pomona)
Elders haunt the breathing woods
Along paths of lives less taken
Brown and orange skies foreboding
Plains of buffalo forsaken
Words of the Prophets reign fire on
Sacred ancient boneyards, broken
Outside margins, grain in ruin
Sacred, the Profits have spoken
Among the prickly pear and cactus
Anguished bones have yearned so long
Just because I don't fit in
Doesn't mean I don't belong
A breeze came to remind us of
The land where bone connects to bone
In the disappearing margins of
Ocatillo brush and stone
But skies have gotten darker now
The ancient wind just howls and moans
The weeping of the elders dims
The land where blood connects to bone
Among the prickly pear and cactus
Anguished bones have yearned so long
Just because I don't fit in
Doesn't mean I don't belong
My essence lays weary upon me
Heavy, as chain upon chain
The thresher comes for its harvest
Blessed freedom in hallowed rain
In the sacred cup of the child
The only safe refuge is death
Elder whispers among the sage
Grateful for every last breath
Among the prickly pear and cactus
Anguished bones have yearned so long
Just because I don't fit in
Doesn't mean I don't belong
© John Kennan 9-27-20
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Submitted by rankstranger7 on May 24, 2021
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Quick analysis:
Scheme | xaxa xaaa BCDC efef xxxf BCDC xgxg xhxh BCDC a |
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,136 |
Words | 208 |
Stanzas | 10 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 1 |
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