Brodgar by Deirdre Haran Wheatley
They left us their monuments,
those early peoples.
Earthsight across millennia.
Lichen etched sentinels
watching the causeways
to our world.
Tech offers no rubrics
for the future.
No geoliths profound
mark a wisdom linearly
evolved.
We leave a medial stratum
of horizontal monumentals.
Particulate coded plastic flow
to record a deformation
in our earth alignment.
Sign of a late peoples’ passing?
