CENTURIES OF BONES

By Wendy J. Dunn

 

They came

from the stars

‘Who lived here?’

they asked.

‘What happened to them?’

 

They explored

awed by beauty

under a blue, clean sky

Butterflies flittered

by them

as if with

jewelled wings

birds twittered

their dawn songs

welcoming a new day.

 

The ruins

of countless tall buildings

adorned with green

cast long shadows

but glittered with eyes

of animals

dwelling safe

in their homes

 

‘To build such things,

they had intelligence.

but whoever they were,

They’re long gone.’

 

‘Strange.

Their habitat is paradise.

Who lived here,

lacked nothing.’

 

They walked on

beneath their feet

crumbled centuries

of bones.


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