Time's Well Poem by Barry Middleton

the wishing well of time is deep
lean far to find the soul of tears
the silver blackness hiding there

toss in a coin and say a prayer
the sound will echo on the walls
to seal the treasure of an age

beneath the depths are memories
a mint of lost and broken hope
entombed by ripples of desire

the dreaded well of life deceives
where expectations thrash and drown
as there is no escape from death

so save a coin for rushing streams
and cast it far into the flow
then softly breathe your final plea