By the River, In the Park—Red Bank Battlefield

In scant light, slant light, shadows stroll
by riverbank, appear, then gone.
But ancient bones remain to troll
in scant light. Slant-light shadows stroll
from battlefields, from glory. Whole
and broken, there before the dawn
in scant light. Slight, light-shadows stroll
by riverbank appear then. Gone.

Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt is to write a triolet. I haven’t written a triolet in a long time. There’s one I wrote years ago about cave paintings in my book, River Ghosts. So this early morning effort is about the park where I often walk. An American Revolution battle was fought there, and last year archeologists found the bones of Hessian soldiers there.