Tuesday 17 June 2014



A Past Life

In the back waters of life
where all hope is lost
half sunk in the lagoon
lies a scuppered hulk
left there to disintegrate
fade away from existence

rotten wood, slowly dying
broken by time itself
as waters swell all around
for emotions have dwindled
as this shell sinks further
into the twilight years

a hard life can take it`s toll
weaken the spirit greatly
leaving just a shadow
a haunting ghost of a life
resting quietly in this place
a reminder of a great past


Copyright © Lissie Poems 2014. All rights reserved


Inspired by this stunning and yet sad photo called "rotten"  by Antonio Gouveia














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