Another day in the life

While the crusade
jostled with time
the autumn years
of youth fell
leaving gnarls
and crooked limbs
exposed by old age
where the past
was no more
a reference
amongst the compost.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Old age comes to us all, unless the reaper calls early on in life. We will all be compost one day. Some sooner than others. There is a heaviness in these words Andrew. I felt it. Reflecting current events perhaps.

Chris

[Sami Khalil]

Well, compost is a big business; good mixture for the soil.
Are you selling any compost of poetry??? It might be just as good for the soil.
Awesome!

[Patricia Wedel]

We all will decompose like a Rose with scented petals where butterflies will flutter in the morning Sun... and birds will fly from branches with Spring buds where Angels rest to sing their prayers. softly, Pat

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you Pat for entertaining my page when everyone else thought it was unworthy.