Treasure Island

jonathan marshall


Looking backwards


Backwards man in a shack
looking over days gone by
chill winds that blew
through the dwellings rotting timber
shadows flit and flicker
as he slips in and out of slumber
reflections pricking and twisting
as his body stiffens
and frees him from earthly binds.

Submitted: Saturday, January 28, 2012
Edited: Saturday, January 28, 2012

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  • Martin O'Neill (1/29/2012 6:31:00 PM)

    I like your minimalist use of language and words. You often convey more by using less. This poem kind of sneaks up on you. Well written. (Report) Reply

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