Relic

[ChristopherSea]

final

Relic

I live within
this amber tomb, shelved
among the more novel finds,
dwarfed by her other trophies,
a whimsical aside.

I recall gilded epochs
navigating the seas
awash in concert for eons,
but now I lie in a Trilobite cast,
a limestone replica
of whom I had been.

This wrinkled integument
of my former self
is etched in stratified rock.
Draw fingers over fern fronds
in shale to find outlines
that hint of a past.

Passion slowly morphed
into stone, hardened sediment
displaced my flesh. Not a vestige
of warmth found within
this amorphous scrap
of petrified wood.

No longer pliable
clay in her hands,
my existence
has fossilized.

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(jeremy/geoff/trueE edit 3)

Relic

I live
in this amber tomb
shelved among her more novel finds,
dwarfed by other trophies,
a whimsical aside.

I recall gilded epochs
navigating seas
awash in concert,
but now I lie
in a Trilobite cast,
a limestone replica
of whom I had been.

This wrinkled integument
of my former self
is etched in stratified rock.
Draw fingers over
fern fronds in shale to find outlines
that hint of a past.

Passion slowly morphed
into stone, hardened sediment
displaced my flesh. Not a vestige
of warmth found within
this amorphous scrap
of petrified wood.

No longer pliable
clay in her hands,
my existence
has fossilized.


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(jeremy/geoff/trueE edit 2)

Relic

I am entombed
in amber,
sitting on a shelf
among her more novel finds;
displayed as a trophy
or curiosity,
a whimsical aside.

I recall gilded epochs
awash in concert,
navigating clement seas,
but now I lie
in a Trilobite cast,
a limestone replica
of what I had been.

The wrinkled integument
of my former self persists,
an etching in stratified rock.
Draw fingers over fern fronds
in shale to find outlines
that hint of a past.

Passion slowly morphed
into stone, hardened sediment
displaced my flesh. Not a vestige
of warmth found within
this amorphous scrap
of petrified wood.

No longer pliable
clay in her hands,
existence has fossilized.


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(jeremy edit 1) Thank you

Relic

Entombed in amber,
I sit on her shelf
among her more novel finds;
displayed on occasion,
as a curiosity for visitors
that happen by.

I recall gilded epochs
awash in concert,
navigating clement seas,
but now I lie
as a Trilobite cast,
a limestone replica
of what I had been.

The wrinkled integument
of my former self persists,
an etching in stratified rock.
Draw fingers over a fern frond
in shale to find outlines
that hint of a past.

Passion slowly morphed
into stone, hardened sediment
displaced flesh. Vestige of warmth
is absent herein; amorphous fragment
of petrified wood. No longer pliable
clay in her hands,
existence has fossilized.

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I thought that I would compose a poem
with four favorite fossils I keep on my desk.
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Relic

Immobilized,
a mosquito entombed
in amber, I sit on her shelf
among her more novel finds;
displayed on occasion,
as a mere curiosity
for visitors to gaze upon.

I recall gilded epochs
awash in concert,
navigating frothy seas,
but now I lie
in Trilobite cast,
a land-locked replica
of what I had been.

Only impressions
of my former self persist,
my reflection in mirrors is vague.
Draw fingers over a fern frond
in shale to find outlines
that hint of a past.

Passion slowly morphed
into stone, hardened sediment
displaced flesh. Vestige of warmth
is absent herein; amorphous fragment
of petrified wood. No longer pliable
clay in her hands,
I am impotent mineral
that fossilized.


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I thought that I would compose a poem
with four favorite fossils I keep on my desk.
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