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A permanent loss of happiness

 

Upon this beach of stones, sand and shells
Come with me! See the image of the rolling sea.
This new found land grounded by the tides,
These wide expanses framed by cliffs of sky
On the windward side the mere placidity of day.
Trilobites embedded, beneath my feet
Quartz and Muscovite glitter in the granite
The wind and the waves have had their time
To form sea views, sculpt’d rocks, caves.

Time grinds the face of all mankind
Time wears the skin thin and haggard
Sea views, undulations, hidden rocks, caves
Reveal a landscape composed of: dreams, desires, memories,
The holy trinity of centuries.

 

◄ Two legs good?

A dream of sand ►

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John Marks

Tue 8th Jun 2021 15:03

Thank you Keith. Your responses are never less than generous and thoughtful.

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keith jeffries

Tue 8th Jun 2021 00:25

John,

How I enjoyed reading this poem as I have always been interested in the passage of time and its effects on the world about us and ourselves included. The human eyes are telling in so many ways. They portray emotions, personality and a glimpse into the inner person but it is through age that we see another developing feature. The elderly often display liquidity of eye which shows resignation, weariness and wisdom. The eyes seem to experience a different process of ageing. After all they have witnessed more than the body has experienced.

Thank you for this

Keith

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John Marks

Mon 7th Jun 2021 22:13

Thanks Greg.

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Greg Freeman

Mon 7th Jun 2021 21:37

'Time grinds the face of all mankind
Time wears the skin thin and haggard'

Great lines, John. Can't let this one go without commenting.

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