Week of 1.24.17 First poem

Houghton's Still Emblem ***

Pride rock.

Clothed in paint of purple and gold.

A fortress divided,

A symbol of battles fought on fields of grass.

Stamped with gray lettering.

Dents and dimples coat its layer.

Impressions on the cold surface that begin to fade.

Scuffs left from commoners that have pranced on it in victory.

Immovable, still, a robust character.
A specimen that sees generations create dreams and failures of themselves.

Astutely, dutifully sitting as the representative of the soil.

Slowly sinking into the soul of the well-known foundation.