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It is of old bones. It’s an exhibit in the National Museum of Scotland in their ‘prehistoric’ section.
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Wrapped in a ball:
weary bones.
Mixed with others,
how did that happen? Sigh.
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My body feels like a pile of bones.
Old bones. New bones.
Bones that have met with a saw.
Petrified bones, weathered bones.
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There’s a Super Moon,
barometer’s changing.
Damp weather to dry weather.
What’s the difference.
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Youth can roll themselves into a
graceful pile of bones.
Aged…if they can get there,
there is no straightening without help !
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Go with the flow,
do what you need to
for yourself.
Life is short. Live well.
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Comfort, hiding, fetal position.
Each has a need to be there
some days.
Wrapped in a ball.
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for 100WCGU
snagglewordz
I really like the flow of time and nature throughout. The way you bold and colour adds depth to the piece.
gsussex
I like how you have structured this and the way you highlighted words for extra emphasis. It has creative depth, good job!
siggiofmaine
Gill,
Thank you for your nice comment. I often wonder if the things I do
instinctively with highlighting and color hinder or add to the meaning
of what I’ve written. Thank you for your input.
Peace,
Siggi in Downeast Maine
Older Mum (@Older_Mum)
Really well written!
siggiofmaine
Older MuM,
Thanks for the nice comment. Appreciate it.
Peace,
Siggi in Downeast Maine
Tilly Bud
What a great exhibit.
siggiofmaine
Tilly,
Thanks for taking time to write a comment…appreciate it.
Peace and Love,
Siggi in Downeast Maine
Ross Mannell
I think many of us would have had the experience of sometimes wishing to wrap ourselves in a ball and let the world go by for a short time. This is an interesting take on the prompt. 🙂
siggiofmaine
Ross,
THank you for the interesting comment. I appreciate you taking the time to respond.
Peace,
Siggi in Downeast Maine