Overgrown
overhung
the patina
ivy
makes
when ripped
open
a foregone conclusion
beneath the green
stone crumbles
to
rubble
and
cairn
vines have tenacious
living
and flowers
no more probable
than what unopen
is
clouded
under
moss
the form is great for this poem... allows for layering!
ReplyDeleteLike this very much
ReplyDeleteLove this technique / style. It's very rich and as well a nice rhythm. Thank you Danny,
ReplyDeleteVery fine.
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