Driftwood Poem by Paul Reed
Driftwood
Tangled driftwood
Lies exhausted on the shore,
Like strands of forgotten thoughts
From minds that have gone before;
Picked-over ruins
Heaped and spent,
Used and discarded
Jagged and bent;
Orphans of the river
Beached, vulnerable and prone
Like orphans of life
Left to start alone.
Tuesday, January 5, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: beach
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4/19/2024 4:05:31 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Picked-over ruins SHARE Heaped and spent, Used and discarded Jagged and bent;