Bone Dust

Bone Dust

A Chapter by Robert Francis Callaci
"

dust to dust

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Bone Dust 

 

blood- sinew

muscle and flesh

turned to dust-

what’s left is just  

tiny broken

little itty-bitty brittle bits

of bleached out bones

 

it once was a living man

with wife family friends and

a castle for a home

now it just bits and pieces

of dusty old petrified bones

on a mountain of dirt rock and

dead memories



© 2021 Robert Francis Callaci


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Added on March 4, 2021
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Poems of a Newer Age


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Robert Francis Callaci
Robert Francis Callaci

Port Richey, FL



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My passion is writing- I've been writing a mythological tale on the many facets and faces of GOD- I've been a net poet for the past seventeen years- I'm a former admin at lit .org and active one (Patr.. more..

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