Contemporary poetry by Dan Donlan
Prognostication
The
world
is ours
to know
and touch
and hold
yet never ours
to control
and as twilight
begins and ends
in a dreamer's eyes
there in shades of reality
We are building sandcastles
Lost in the shadows of images
To be lost in the mornings sunlight.
world
is ours
to know
and touch
and hold
yet never ours
to control
and as twilight
begins and ends
in a dreamer's eyes
there in shades of reality
We are building sandcastles
Lost in the shadows of images
To be lost in the mornings sunlight.
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