Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Breezy Archeology



Breezy Archeology

Cold wind blows

 slicing through time

 rupturing monuments

 throughout the ages

Nature erodes

 the years corrode 

 dispassionately  

 relentlessly

 doing excavation 

 Empires crumble

 collapse into history

 only to be recycled

 palaces to the sky

built on ruins of
yesterday

 Cold wind blows

 slicing through time

Change always reigns

 so embrace the hurricane


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9 comments:

  1. Vanessa PetersonDecember 10, 2013 at 8:44 PM

    What a profound poem Steve, deep with lots of layers, beautiful and dark this thing we call life, yet all we know is to hold on, really like this poem.

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  2. stgreenieDecember 10, 2013 at 8:55 PM

    Thank you Vanessa..You know how much I respect and admire you, so your praise means a lot to me

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  3. BerteenaDecember 11, 2013 at 9:03 AM

    All-time fav so far ;)

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  4. stgreenieDecember 11, 2013 at 10:24 AM

    Thanks for the kind words....

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  5. SabsamDecember 11, 2013 at 3:05 PM

    Perfectly designed, with so little words, I loved it. Thank you

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  6. stgreenieDecember 11, 2013 at 4:42 PM

    Thanks for the sweet critique

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  7. stgreenieDecember 13, 2013 at 5:44 PM

    Thanks ..The old makes way for the new a constant of history and Nature

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  8. Nada AdelDecember 14, 2013 at 7:01 PM

    Another spectacular piece Steve! Well done!
    You made me speechless!

    Keep on writing my friend

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  9. stgreenieDecember 15, 2013 at 9:23 AM

    Thanks Nada...You are always so generous

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