Eva Beylich


Castle Ruins - Poem by Eva Beylich

Wafts of mist draft as
soft-focus lenses of
time over the hot spring.
Bulging bodies wallow
in idleness and affluence.
Many a tear is mixed
with the wet - in vain.
Water carries more reliable
than certain sorts of love.
The young ones swim away
in the face of the ruins.

Topic(s) of this poem: age


Comments about Castle Ruins by Eva Beylich

  • E.j. Langley (12/5/2015 10:45:00 PM)


    Bulging bodies wallow in idleness and affluence! Awesome! Forgive me if I rifle through your submissions and pick out the tasty bits. (Report) Reply

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  • Anil Kumar Panda (11/24/2015 11:11:00 AM)


    What a sweet drop! ! Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 24, 2015



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