The Poetry of Rust, An Offering

Poetry bleeds rust
Corrosion, erosion

A breaking down
Peeling away
Of polished veneers

And fabricated sheen,
A consuming
Bubbling up of

Layers and words
Stripped clean of

Till all that remains
Is essence of the whole
Fitted into cadence

And rhythm,
Raw and ready
An offering

Of the poet’s soul
To be held,

And read.

*I am offering this poem and these photos for the challenge: Photography and Poetry as Rust through The High Calling and TS Poetry Press.


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