Carved

An old track forges its way,
draws seams through fields
pierced and riddled with flint.
Winding and following
the contours of the valley,
it hurdles the backbone of a hilly
landscape, past a wind-carved
rock of elephantine grey,
a hollowed out echo
of an ancient voice from long ago.

Kim M. Russell, 2018

My response to Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt – Carved #writephoto

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