Found Poem #2: The Remnant

The remnant,
The faces,
The griefs,
The terrors,
The ruin

Letters to each and all

The deepest wisdom
Of all the earth

The city throbbed
Day and night
The narrow ways
Were crowded
The wide road
Yet dark

A strange cry rang out
And the point was a rich sword


  1. I don’t fancy myself a poet but this technique has me intrigued. I’m going to try it. Perhaps there is an accidental poet in me? I’m curious to see and maybe discover her waiting for me.

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