Walking along a road, diagonally,
through someone's house briefly
and back out where there isn't a door
across their vegetable patch and
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I like this one. It helps me understand the bones poem a bit better (I think) . There are layers and layers of earth and life and humans and TIME. Nice.
the bones poem - If The Flames Do Not Turn Your Bones Into Ash thanks for commenting
Cows are currently grazing in someone's hallway, while a tree grows in the kitchen..... // It's a pleasure reading such beautiful expressions to cut across the annuls of time. Thanks.
Thanks for taking the time to comment on my poem Archaeology, much appreciated, ., .
I put this poem on Poetry Soup, here's a comment 'Yes, our ashes, relics and words will be a future generations archeology. Love the concept! '