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Jawbones Hill

March 8, 2012

This signpost leads off the main road, a few miles from where I live. It’s on a sharp bend and I had to pick my moment very carefully to take the photo safely. For weeks I’d been wanting to do so to illustrate a poem that it had inspired. The poem sat ‘on the back-burner’ in my brain for a long time before I finally put pen to paper or, rather, fingers to keyboard. Here it is:

Jawbones Hill

Toe-bones clatter, knee-bones knock,
skull-bones chatter and shake and shock;
the air hangs heavy with a stony chill
as skeletons rattle down Jawbones Hill.

Jawbones Hill, Jawbones Hill:
    go there, 
        if you dare, 
    till your heart stands still.

Finger-bones patter, ankle-bones crack,
backbones shatter on the midnight track;
bones may break and blood may spill
as skeletons rattle down Jawbones Hill.

Jawbones Hill, Jawbones Hill:
    go there, 
        if you dare, 
    till your heart stands still.

poem © Celia Warren 2012
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2 Comments leave one →
  1. March 8, 2012 08,03,12

    Gives me the chills! Maybe the tourist board could use that to bring visitor to the site? 😉

    • March 8, 2012 08,03,12

      Ha ha. Could cause some pile-ups if coach tours started coming to a halt on that bend!

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