Out of the blues,
Whence they came,
No one knew.
They stood stock still,
In proud array.
Like timeless rocks of Gibraltar,
That you could see from afar.
Some simply marveled at their mysterious presence,
Some used them for their resting and leaning essence,
Some vowed they heard their curious whispers,
Which simply gave them the shivers.
But the wise among them knew,
That these were the ancient ones,
Formed over timeless ages,
Hewn from endless stages.
They are the centurions of the fort,
Who stood in firm support,
In silence they watched the port,
As each person hurried back and forth.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
Jennifer at INK and QUILL has invited me to participate in 5 day photo story challenge.
Post a picture each day, for five consecutive days. Attach a story to your image.
*can be fiction / non-fiction
*poem / short paragraph
*each day nominates another blogger
I invite Lucid Gypsy, who has a wealth of pictures that fascinate me, to join the photo story challenge. I look forward to reading from you if you choose to participate. Enjoy 🙂