Evil Birds

The birds have taken over.. eaten me to pieces.

I look to the skies and see

Nothing but birds

No reflection of the sea

They circle around above

What kind of bird is it?

A dove?

Scared down to my knees

They come closer, I hide

Below the trees

Beaks broken and talons frayed

Nowhere to hide

The birds raid!

Bitten and bleeding

On and on they keep feeding!

My flesh is gone,

Blood pouring,

Bones showing,

Birds disappearing,

Only wind left blowing.

Author's Note

Grammar is to be ignored.

Reviews

[Pax]

a very nice try on such horror poem, I tried before, but I am not graphic as much as you did here, I say good job!

[Bruce Ogden]

Thank you very much. Poetry isn't something I do a lot. It was a fun attempt to do what I could though. Thanks for reading and commenting! :)