Unkind time

irlandesuk poetry

Unkind time

Unkind time
that turns us all
to dust
all hope
all promise
all love
to dust

The Faerie Queene
and every frail truth
dust
desecration of the body
once worshipped
a holy land
now a place of skulls

John Lyons

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