A creak under the strain of a bearer…
Slats of rotten wood suspended
between metal swirls with chipped paint.
So long it has been planted in this place
that itβs lost its manufactured sawdust scent.
It blends, now, with the earth around it –
creeping lichen, dried moss,
drying, rotting, rotten.
It curves, unstable, unsteady,
giving way to the weeds,
to the flies,
to spiderβs webs.
Itβs used by the weary and the waiting.
Solid shifting slats support…
It sees the sun rise and fall,
the moon wax and wane.
It is weary.
It is waiting.
Deborah RoseΒ is the Managing Editor for Hey Young Writer. She is the author of YA, fantasy novelsΒ Dragon PearlsΒ (2019) andΒ Crown My HeartΒ (2020). You can follow her on Instagram at @authordeborahrose or visit her website, deborahrosegreen.co.uk!
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