March 12, 2015 by mincs1 Scattered History (photo credit: seeknewtravel.com) Bones litter entrance history scattered in dirt memories exit Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
A good one; indeed the memories have faded away, haven’t they? A shame in a way that we are left as bones but the memories are lost. My admiration goes out to all anthropologists and archaeologists.
I always wonder when I see bones or artifacts what stories they could tell if we could just find the code to unearth their message 🙂
I think the same thing, Mary!
Did I mention that I love the line, “History scattered in dirt”? Nicely put!
Another nice poem. Very deep. It made me think of lost memories after one has been cremated; nothing left but dust.