Treasure Island

Marshall Gass


[ Just After The Ebb And Flow ]


Just after the ebb and flow
of staying locked for a lifetime
in an earthly connection

comes an unknown
spectre
we can only guess

all those theories
from holy books and men
untested

we go because
we have to
your time is done

and the pulsating final
flourish
leaves behind a memory

shackled to those we love
until they too
must let go

of who we were
when we lived here.
once upon a time.

Author Notes
Fairy Tales come to an end too. 'And they lived happily ever afterlife! ' who knows?
© Marshall Gass. All rights reserved.

Submitted: Monday, April 07, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, April 08, 2014

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