tagNon-Erotic PoetryHoly Place

Holy Place

bylostandfounder©

In a pit behind the church
Beyond the cracked blacktop
In the middle of the pine
Sits a patch of black sand

Nothing grows there
A few trees struggle
Stunted, they die slowly
Red needles hang on skeletons

Into the dry, dark earth
Someone traced a large bird
Wings outstretched
Never to fly
Each rain it fades a little more

I sit at one of the talons
Watching the cars go by
Nobody sees us
They just throw garbage
Out their windows

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