Unseen Weathervane
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Unseen Weathervane
David J Walker
First waves come on shore
In a dull roar
Of thundering power
Giving
Taking
Erasing
Its tracks
The beautiful seashell bones scattered
On sand
replaced with each wave
coming
going
but not showing
either
future
or past
at last
the collapse of the
midday fulcrum
of a weathervane
tomorrows promise
will soon to pass
unseen
in a slow rain
Copyright © David Walker | Year Posted 2022
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