Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Mortar

bricks_and_motar


Mortar made invisible,
truth which lay behind,
hid the dusty fretting;
camouflaged and lied.

Bricks of years beholden,
holding on as yet,
driven to impermanence;
damp and frayed regrets.

When the mask is broken,
so then is revealed,
damp and rotting structure;
now no longer sealed.

Broken paste of memory,
bares the soul at last,
structure now is breathing;
substance so long cast.





http://margoroby.com/2015/08/25/poem-tryouts-bricks-and-mortar/

2 comments:

  1. Broken paste of memory,
    bares the soul at last... that is a very interesting line. It does give a grain of hope.

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  2. Wonderful rhyme and slant rhyme here. Well done.

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