To a Drone by Mercedes Lawry

Bad little bird in the sky,
seeking bones
with a sneaky hunger.
More insect than winged,
more hornet than hawk.
What do you know
up there, tracing a path,
should a child wander out
from a gate? What hum
will she hear before you deliver
the mess of death?

Mercedes Lawry
MercedesLawry_optMercedes Lawry has published poetry in such journals as Poetry, Nimrod, Prairie Schooner, Poetry East, Natural Bridge, and others. Thrice-nominated for a Pushcart Prize, she’s published two chapbooks, most recently Happy Darkness. She’s also published short fiction, essays and stories and poems for children. She lives in Seattle.