Happy middle of the week !!

Hope you are all doing great....

Today's guest writer is Marjory Lacy.
Marjory is a prolific writer and will soon be releasing her new book
of memoirs.

As soon as it's released I will of course publish a link on here.

This poem is called .... Donkey

When fishes flew and forests walked

And figs grew upon the torn,

Some moment when the moon was blood

Then surely I was born.

With monstrous head, and sickening cry

And ears like errant wings,

The devil’s walking parody

Of all four-footed things.

The tattered outlaw of the earth,

Of ancient crooked will;

Starve, scourge, deride me; I am dumb.

I kept my secret still.

Fools! For I had my hour;

One far fierce hour and sweet:

There was a shout about my ears.

And palms before my feet.

Note: Donkeys have a cross on their backs

denoting that they were the animal which carried

Jesus Christ on Palm Sunday.

Lovely.......as usual, your comments are welcome, and so is your own work.
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