Chris Embrick1

(Jefferson, Georgia, USA)

Viking Photograph - Poem by Chris Embrick1

Gazing from hostile sands
fashioined by some ancient race
Sculpted by a master's hand
or just a wind blown chiseled face
Rivers eons dried to bone
life's elixir could not last
Are you just protruding stone
or an icon from our past.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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