Sands of Time

Sarah Donovan

city blocks and ramps of streets
lanes of paths welcome bare feet
and powder blankets for miles of heat
i look at sand that way
but now winter powders cover dredge
winds of cinder and ashes spread
so many things I would have said
but sand got in my way
i’ve walked the sands toward dreams
cut my toes on hidden glass schemes
it’s sand’s forgiveness that I seek
the hourglass of time, a rhythmic beat
and soft landings on an oceanfront beach


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