Barbara Moyer

(Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada)

Footprints - Poem by Barbara Moyer

Cold grey marble
Soldiers erect,
displaying
their
etches.
Black withered roses
bow heads,
praying in
silence.
Embedded footprints
crackling frost,
leaving
powdered
dust.


Comments about Footprints by Barbara Moyer

  • (1/22/2007 10:47:00 AM)


    I believe I have been here! At least it conjures up a moment from my past in D.C. You have a beautiful talent. Barbara (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003



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