Echoes – 3

interlocking circles, static chaos,
mesmerizing in
intensity –

the echoes down the beach that say
you’ve gained so much, but really
lost your way

some birds sing, but gulls – they cry;
of all that shattered hearts have lost
in crumbs along a distant shore
where waves repeat
remorse, remorse
and chill winds blow across our
memories

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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