Memory fades

like footprints ‘cross the beach

rinsed by relentless tides

to pass beyond my reach


and where are you

my fast forgotten dream

passed on to pastures new

like dead leaves on a stream


that paradise

an idyll lost in time

extinct in but a trice

a broken paradigm



pale ghost in morning mist

a shade no longer present

as if we never kissed

◄ School’s Out

Conflicted ►


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Trevor Alexander

Fri 30th Aug 2019 00:56

Whatever floats your boat, Don! ?

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Don Matthews

Fri 30th Aug 2019 00:20

Am trying to get my head around poo-sticks floating by in a stream. Guess it's more poetic than shit drifting by......?

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