Sunday, 30 April 2017

Day 26 Internal space

A grain of sand lies
Within a shell,
Another beside
Green sea-worn glass,
A third and fourth
In the bowl of
An old clay pipe
Without its stem.
These all lie,
Themselves,
Within the velvet dark
Of a bluebell matchbox,
Treasures compiled
From disparate days
Long-past and
Long forgotten


©Mary Parker 2017 

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