Castle of Sand

The sounds of the world
Encircle my quietness
Tempting me
From the fence of my desires
You beckon me
With your memory
As I watch time
Float away
In the vacancy
To inspire

Little trinkets
hang from the branches
of words
I search and choose
Each common letter unheard
Casting them into potions
Of sounds and plans
Laying a covering of forgetting
Of a castle of sand..

by ©belladora3@aol.com

Guestbook by Lapage    View MY Guestbook

If you want to see more of Bell's work go to BREATHE and follow the links.