Saturday, July 11, 2009





nothing stays the same
sands shift
memories morph

it all comes to this
and then this too
is gone

tomorrow someone else
will build a castle
of the very same sand

you'll be long gone
you'll forget your house of sand
but the sea remembers

embracing you
washing your feet, your hands
as you played

lscollison 7/11/09

5 comments:

Bonnie Zieman, M.Ed. said...

Lovely.

Vagabonde said...

I really like this poem and it goes so well with your pictures. Actually I am going to copy the first 3 lines in my quotation file “nothing stays the same…sands shift, memories morph.” with your name of course. I think it is very visual, in a melancholy way.

The Retired One said...

Loved your writing AND the photos...

Nancy said...

I really love this, Linda. Beautiful poetry.

Mimi Foxmorton said...

Aye luv....then shackle me in that prison...........
;)
xo