Monday, November 14, 2016

Pillar of Salt, a poem

Pillar of Salt

Guidepost to a land
I can not revisit,
You stand on my borders,
singing to the past.

Time’s erosion slowly
carries you away,
taking each regret
on its desert winds,

every memory,
to the sullen sea.
I shall not look back;
only wastes remain.

Stephen Brooke ©2016

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