Telling Remains
I nearly trod on it
a deposit on the grass
the remains of a meal
pulled apart.
Little bones and pieces
of life lost
devoured
by whoever
an owl perhaps
but now spread
on the turf
for beetles
and flies -
microbial nutrients.
Creations story
displayed.
Copyright © Lisle Ryder | Year Posted 2018
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