Found Poetry 1,021

4/19/22

along the dirt
looking like the ash of war
we follow the roots downward
to where water once gushed
we listened
the pole doesn't fish any longer
just a stick with a useless thing on the end
the stillness told us
ripples were expelled
cracks in the ground like words trying to escape
a tragedy of indifference

This poem was created from Walden by Henry Thoreau. Click here to get Walden.

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