Rock hard
it lays imprinted
a cold indention
imprisoning
the naked skeleton
of what used to be
wrapped in
soft warm sand
hardened now
to enfold
only a fossil
lonely bones
laying
still and quiet
where once
the breath of love
etched life
stirring the soft clay
of their hearts
to give
8 comments:
This, my friend, is absolutely lovely.
Lovely poetry this morning.
This painted pictures of a trilobite in my mind. That is love, isn't it?
what a wonderful discovery you have made in your gift of poetry ...
Thanks for your comments Susan, Laura, Maureen and Glynn. Appreciate the poetry encouragement.
I love this poem Kathleen. The imagery is beautiful.
the pivotal line is "where once"
i find silence here but also a resigned peace.
You are so right Claire, there is resigned peace. I didn't realize it until you said it. Comforting. Thanks M.L. :) I had to look up Laura's trilobite image.
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