Dullness Poem by Paddy Glackin
Dullness
An empty hole dark yet dull
An empty glass an empty bath
Just to touch the tap or reach the spade
Less likely as the years recede
An empty glance betray the eyes
Once bright and blue
Life diminishing as leafless trees
Bodily strong yet in decline
No fight within to make a stand
No stand is worth the fight
Like unmarked sand as the tide withdraws
Light now dimmed from bright shines bleak
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