Photo by Casia Charlie on

Not all my strolls are so selfish

Times come when I’m purposeful

In my more charitable moments

Here- along this sandy seashore

I weep for ignored rocks laid bare

Tormented by unrelenting waves

The salt- sun and even the dark

How well I empathize with them

They are mirrors of my own days      

Beset where they broke in place    

Abandoned by time and a belove

By now, has forgotten my name

And like these jagged hardened rocks

Love like mine can… never change


Poet of the Light © 2022


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