Thursday, December 4, 2025

 

Ruined


A body of stones

lies hunched, broken, 

barely visible under 

bracken and bramble.


The rocks dressed

in downy moss,

soft ferns grow

close to the ground.


Old man’s beard

inserts itself into crevices,

hairy plumes erect.


Abundant suckers of ivy 

finger exposed parts

lifting its stinking flowers.


All that remains intact

is the red brick hearth.
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