Shag Rock is gone
And I will never look on it again.
Life size
Set against a burning sky
Tide playing, restless, at its feet.
Last time I looked on you
You did not say goodbye
Nor turn your face away
Nor give me any sign at all.
I was the one who looked away, too soon.
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2 comments:
the change in the land is the hardest to bear :(
But you are still a genius with words.
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