Ruined and time-worn buildings is my theme for a couple of haiku today…
Crawl
Roots in the facade.
Years-long crawl across brickword,
Wind-shivered, sun-drenched.
Clear
Scattered ossicles
Amidst the glens; stone scars from
Highland clearances.
Thanks for reading, folks. Pictures courtesy of Pikist and Evelyn Simak. Recent short stories include ‘Bellahouston‘ and ‘Listen‘.
Matthew Richardson is a writer of short stories. His work has featured in Gold Dust magazine, Literally Stories, Close to the Bone, McStorytellers, Penny Shorts, Soft Cartel, Whatever Keeps the Lights On, Flashback Fiction, Cafelit, Best MicroFiction 2021, Writer’s Egg, Idle Ink, The Wild Word, Down in the Dirt, and Shooter magazine. He has a Professional Doctorate in Education. Matthew blogs at www.matthewjrichardson.com.
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That old stone house, still standing after so many years. Beautiful, isn’t it. Well done, Matthew!
Thanks Chris. Beautiful and melancholic!