To the Rock Artist – a poem by Anne Dunford

To the Rock Artist

It seemed almost indecent to
take away the sods
that clothed your carvings.

After years of burial
we exposed you to the sky
revealing all, bit by bit.

We, in our ‘civilised’ world
wonder, what of us will remain
thousands of years hence?

The soil and turf replaced,
your work once more
remains sacred, a secret.

Anne Dunford After working mostly in education for many years, Anne is now spending more time writing. Poems  published on Poetry Scotland’s Open Mouse and in a number of poetry magazines including The Dawntreader published by Indigo Dreams. She is working on a poetry collection. She blogs at Life’s a Beach

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