Friday, January 21, 2011

Ashes In The Sand

these ashes in my hands-
the color of voices i've forgotten

and so withers a love concealed
in moments of silent harmony
while the world turns days of summer
into nights of winter
spent burning photos of regret
on the beeches of paradise promised

a drop of water falls-
from the sands of discarded time
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1 comment:

  1. Aj StrongJanuary 28, 2011 at 10:09 AM

    Written in the mid 1990's.
    I've twisted these words around so many times I don't really know what they mean anymore.

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