by Moriah LaChapell
is a collection
of polished stones
gathered
from roadside ditches
slack rivers
and corridor forests
these stones become
encased in our viscera
until we someday decay
and some body else
finds them
again
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always love reading your work.
ReplyDeleteThere is a beautiful concept at the heart of this poem. So nice to read your work again Moriah.
ReplyDeletevery nice and I agree it is a good concept
ReplyDeleteThis is a terrific poem, Moriah.
ReplyDeleteAw-shucks you guys.
ReplyDeleteThanks again Russell.