…night and day
Things decay
night and day
are slipping away
like all tomorrows
a sad place
abandoned
cliffside ruins
sea fog
walking on rocks
a distant bell
endings
things decay
night and day
are slipping away
like all tomorrows
bare branches
and dry leaves
forlorn sighs
from distant trees
the shadow of a bird
swooping low
in flight
things decay
night and day
are slipping away
like all tomorrows
the sky is dark
with broken clouds
a winding path
stepping-stones
through fallen leaves
a world without colour
a secret unshared
things decay
night and day
are slipping away
like all tomorrows
© Ann Bagnall
