Breaking Rocks

a rise of debris gestures in a fallout created with every swing breaking sounds crush pebbles scraping gravel spilling free clinging dust bruises and cuts pause to breath the loyal winds toss about scatters letters of hope words etched in stone cement rows of sorrow beg and borrow the weight of belief a place of need raises high and falls again forward and back the click and clack pebbles to stones rubble to ash cinders of past a shadows leap wake sandy bones dusty faces hidden holding dearly departed pressing a burden angles to gravity provokes the weight of a hammer Terry D'Arcy-Ryan