Post by River J. Hopkins

Takahē

"Penny for your memories,
Locked away down deep;
Where early days and nightmares,
Tremble in their sleep.

Across the frozen tundra,
Above the wild seas,
Throughout the mottled plains,
And the forests of deep green;

Woven through the cities,
And old, forgotten tombs;
A dark wind is a comin’,
To breathe a kiss of doom."