There are blackberries up here
Orange flashes of buckthorn
Sun splashing through the sky
On a coastline, all rock
Layers of history
Squeezed tight, by time
Danger sitting atop
Hiding in undergrowth
Around broken buildings
Built against old enemies
Not ready, for the new
And at the edge of the earth
No signs, but the tales
That tell of darkened hearts
Who lost themselves
In the long nights
That time has taken
And it will have us too
We must keep watch
On the crows
Circling overhead
Cawing, an age old warning
To those of us
Who wander
Unstuck Monsters 