Beat down, beat deep
below the root, there is work
to be done, there is dirt
to be drawn from this soil,
this stench, this space made
for more than just a trench.
Beat down, beat deep
under skin grown pale,
grown greedy under ale,
there is movement still
to be made, meaning to be
molded from all this matter
lately grown lazy, grown fatter.
There is more to be made
of the soil, of this soul
than simply burying
bodies within it.
All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly
Nitin
True. Thank you for this.
deuxiemepeau
Thank you for reading
memadtwo
Like an old folk/work song. Wonderful rhythm. (K)
deuxiemepeau
thank you. I enjoyed the turn of this one. best wishes
merrildsmith
I agree it is like a song.
There is always more to be made.
Such an interesting image, too.
deuxiemepeau
Well I had my first singing class last night in about 2 years so maybe the musicality was rubbing off! it wasn’t so musical when I took the picture in Pere Lachaise!!
Dorinda Duclos
Would love to hear you speak this one. Could very well be my favorite so far 😊
deuxiemepeau
Thank you Dorinda.