Find Your Place

Find your father
and lay him down
and breath upon his
face and hands.

Then turn
and with your eyes
scan to the edge
of land and sky,

of field and child
and dry riverbeds
and the screeching of
a thousand heads.

Then lie yourself
upon the ground
and feel the cool
expanse of stone

This is your resting
place, your tomb.
Encased in walls of
earthen tears and bone.

This came from a Simply Snickers prompt


3 thoughts on “Find Your Place

  1. I visited my Father’s grave a few days ago and left some flowers for Father’s Day. This is my first one without him and it’s really hard!

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