Morgan Siegel

Rookie - 121 Points (27/06/1996 / New Zealand)

A Shore Upon Blood - Poem by Morgan Siegel

...Crimson shades belittle the tone...

As I stand I feel... erased.
erased from mind.
Like a thought...

...The gentle waves caress my toes...

I stare out into the horizon.
a dimming feeling...

...The soft sand beneath my feet...

I stand forever still.
Like an old sentinel.
From an innumerable time.
The sands of time spilling over me.
A numbing touch...

...A cool breeze chills the flesh...

Rushing waves become reminiscent.
Of a long time... an age of power.
But now... an ill of abstraction...

...I have dwelled for an ever long time...

Who am I?
I am your prospective future.
An age old reminder of your strength.
I am what remains of our glorious splendour.
I am the remnants of mankind... our long reign.
But now simply put... Forgotten...

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 29, 2013

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