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Stones of the Graveyard

GRaveyard Photo by Toa Heftiba on Unsplash

Stones of the graveyard
Once lived in the hills yonder
Where the owls hooted

at night

Still, you can hear their longing
For that place they once called home

Oh, why did they take
All those stones from the mountain
Making it a platte

of water

Only to rest around death
Leaving souls to wonder why

Could they not see
That which is natural stone

Had a place to be

Called away from nature’s home
Crumbling for the last of life

Only death could find
A better way to live than this
Ashes forth and gone
Leaving the life instead for
Many birds and many songs

…..

This is in response to the Living Poetry December Visual Poetry Prompt

Perhaps you would like to join in.

 

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Palomino Ponderings – Yes, Those are Skates

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Percy Wonders About Skating Through Life

Perhaps it will work
Percy thought he would skate by
hooves had other thoughts

Would They Know His Sneaks

Sneaking through the barn
Percy wondered if they’d see
he was sliding by

Passing for A Fido

Percy thought he could
simply pass for Fido’s spots
skating out home free

…..

 

There you have it! This is my attempt to respond to the ekphrastic challenge for this week’s “IWH Haiku/Senryu Challenge”