An intricate skein of lace,
Time slips away softly,
Falling out of step;
A south-bound goose
Straggles behind its flock.
Human memory fades sooner
Than ocean breakers crashing
Against the Moher cliffs.
But eagles remember
Old ways, bloody gods,
And the treachery of crows.
I haven't pimped my poetry/story collection Hallowed Ground lately. This is one of the poems therein. Available in digital and physical forms. Gibe me monah plz. (The digital version is free, actually. So that's an option).
Time slips away softly,
Falling out of step;
A south-bound goose
Straggles behind its flock.
Human memory fades sooner
Than ocean breakers crashing
Against the Moher cliffs.
But eagles remember
Old ways, bloody gods,
And the treachery of crows.
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I haven't pimped my poetry/story collection Hallowed Ground lately. This is one of the poems therein. Available in digital and physical forms. Gibe me monah plz. (The digital version is free, actually. So that's an option).
