Photo by Mary Bach: Merchant Seafarers’ War Memorial (back side), Cardiff
Where are we?
Blinded and betrayed by time
Endless skies press down
with the weight of water
Sanded and salted
preserved, we thought
Like a pearl of great price
I am lamented but unfound
scattered, until my ribs
no longer know each other
In Other Words 
Beautiful!
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Thank you Ayala. xx
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The lament of this poem is powerful with the change from We to I. It speaks the photo!
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Thank you Jilly. This is an older one that I reworked. The words seem to be hiding from me lately.
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They sure didn’t hide in this poem, Mary. It’s beautiful!
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Thank you Sarah!
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