hunters gather
nowhere left to roam
only others' bones
underfoot
with every cave explored
red hands blowing
we were there
now no one thinks or cares
til only stones left
standing
#poetry #sparkPoem #inResponse
forgive me?
😉
_ </democracy> _
thinking
all is good
slept soundly
awake
day two
the streets
swept clean
and all
the dead
leaves raked
to silent piles
shapely slaves
red cloaked
white hoods
descending
wait
for master's
tangerine
but perfect
voice
#poetry #sparkPoem #inResponse