Block And Tackle

Rusty Block and Tackle
There is always
A mysterious something
About all things old

Maybe, these yellowing, rusted,
Forgotten objects
Slipped off the inky azure of their mind’s corners

But now, they have felt the way
To a pair of lips
As they reminisce
Of times gone by

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8 thoughts on “Block And Tackle

      1. One of the things I love most about living in rural New Hampshire. I can take a walk in the woods almost anywhere and I’m likely to stumble across some abandoned farm equipment, the remains of an old car, old stone walls, cellar holes, and even family grave yards from as far back as the late 1700’s. All out in the middle of the woods.

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