Purloined Destinies

Ifs

and Coulds

and Woulds

and Shoulds

and ‘things I meant to be’s

 

Almost

At most

Foremost

Burnt toast

Purloined destinies

 

Figured Speech

Beyond reach

Seaweed cluttered

Empty beach

Castles made of Sand

 

Tidal shifts

Voids and rifts

Standing on

Unstable Cliffs

Dreams of Neverland

 

Fingers clasped

Gasps and Laughs

Time has past

Yet flags half mast

As memories abound

 

Distilled

Half filled

The thrill Instilled

And still not

One small sound

 

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