Washed by tides

With sheep eye pleading;

Lit by shards of sunlit sand

A silent echo, lone and lifeless

Drowned by time in desert lands                

A watcher wary

Wandering, wondering

Spots the stony eye of time

Petrified and isolated

Tumbled from its grave of lime

At ocean’s edge as tides uncover

Bony rocks to lie unseen

The life that stalked

That swam in oceans

Silted from an ancient seam



Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s