We                                                                              
Casts portraits
centuries more than a day;
captured pieces
of Life eroding away.

We found beauty in its decay
& impressions sublime.

Isolation
Whispering
amongst the ruins
& congruent lines
abandoned by Time.

Vestiges & Echoes
of that which cannot
& did not last;
memoirs, records
or mementos of a
once distant past.


Symbols
Grey
Lacking luster, or rust
changes of color,
flaked peelings
crumbled into dust.

Cobwebs
gathering moss
bent over branches
Roots extended
dried out
from thirst
spoiled soiled

fallen
brown leaves,
scattered twigs
& broken glass.

Revealing a different
age from long ago
& eons since
have now grown old.

Where a River
once knew
the darkness
that reckons
& beckons
a mortal
twilight sky.

& I alone
was left to see
in its spaciousness Die.

(8 Sept 21)