Timeworn ~ ekphrastic poem


Red, dull
in bright sunshine,
with edges worn, rounded.
The history of then
and now in each separation,
each drop that flows
between them a microcosm
of all that has passed, will pass,
the traffic of millennia
leaving impressions upon which
all that follows is built.

This poem is my response to Twiglet # 274: red bricks.

Shared with Day 16 at napowrimo.net.

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