That light will never shine again.
Not those beams from that fleeting instant.
The breath of that breeze has long since passed.
Inhaled, exhaled.
Taking a part of the soul, taking the memory.
A lost and stolen day
Burned white by the heat of a faded sun.
Smothered beneath the weight of eternity.
© Copyright Stephen Duffy 2015
It is just a puddled pavement,
Trammelled, beat and pummelled.
A thousand footsteps, hapless in direction
Aimless in their course.
And yet, there was a life lived there.
It is just a puddled pavement,
But adventure played out there.
First steps fell, echoing now only in memory.
Grainy scenes bleached into time,
Their story bleeds like the ink on wet,
Discarded newspapers.
Scuffed and torn by the mindless traipse of soles.
It is just a puddled pavement,
But it was once so much more.
Life played out there.
© Stephen Duffy 2015
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