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Beauty In Crumbling

Beneath my feet Erode these blue granite mountains Pummeled by rain and wind with hail and sleet Forming creeks and fountains Into a crumbling of three hundred million years - A process so slow that no human sees or hears Or understands the flowing tears Which mark the beauty of crumbling as bittersweet 6-10-19 Challenge: Writing Challenge,June 2019, Crumbling Rhyme Sponsor: Dear Heart

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Constance La France

Date: 6/30/2019 3:55:00 PM

Larry, congratulations on your win in my writing challenge with this wonderful write and sorry for my delay in visiting ~

Jan Allison

Date: 6/29/2019 6:51:00 PM

beautifully observed Larry congrats on your win:-) hugs Jan xx

Susan Ashley

Date: 6/25/2019 7:52:00 PM

Your poem is so beautiful, Larry. I love the content and the imagery. Congratulations on your wonderful win. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan

Larry Bradfield
Date: 6/25/2019 10:18:00 PM

Thank you, Susan!!

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 6/25/2019 11:46:00 AM

Dear Heart's contest has elicited so many beautiful poems. Yours is truly among them. Congrats on your win.

Larry Bradfield
Date: 6/25/2019 10:19:00 PM

Kind words, Andrea...thank you!

Heidi Sands

Date: 6/11/2019 3:57:00 PM

Well written Larry :)

Larry Bradfield
Date: 6/11/2019 9:42:00 PM

Thank you, Heidi!

Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib

Date: 6/11/2019 3:05:00 PM

This is wonderful! I was just yesterday looking at a bit of shield sticking out, draped in green, thinking how few people see the magnificent violence in it. This a fave for me :) xomo

Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib
Date: 6/12/2019 6:59:00 AM

Lovely said!

Larry Bradfield
Date: 6/11/2019 9:45:00 PM

Thank you Maureen! I love the comment"magnificent violence". I am fascinated that we look to the stars in the night sky for peace when in reality a more violent place cannot even be imagined.