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Tarnished Stones

A creosote frown mars the stony landscape. Time’s sundial remnant a tilting chimney shadow circling a homestead memory. The foundation survives the dream remains tangled in ivied struggle longing for the sound of footsteps the creak of long silenced boards. Uprooted stones, thrown together solidly different yet settling ever slowly into a new place bonding in a shared need. Alone now tarnished stones pay silent homage mark the passage of timeless generations. ©8/8/2021 August 2021 NA'S Poetry Contest Date judged 8/14/2021

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Laura Leiser

Date: 8/8/2021 7:52:00 PM

I love the layered meaning of life in the various stone imagery, John. Such an interesting take on the theme. Loved this! :)

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 8/8/2021 11:46:00 AM

I think of the many places worn or being torn down and it feels like they still have the ghost of memories or a soul about them. Until centuries pass. All who recalled them are gone and there is no semblance of them remaining. This one made me just think a lot!!

John Lawless
Date: 8/8/2021 2:46:00 PM

Andrea, it is my belief that the most important thing a poem or poet can do is to make the reader think...a lot. Thank you for your continuing support