Tongues forget

The last rune
traveled through time and
decay
lays, scarlet on limestone
witness to horrors
turned heroic
for that is what victors proclaim

A tale triumphed
over starboard bow
to those ignorant
of its glory

Each season’s turn
tongues forget
or their owners come
to reside
in earthen mounds
facing an obsidian sea

all that is left
is mystery.

Author: AJM

Writer, sociologist, Unitarian Universalist. View all posts by AJM