Writer

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 Kingsbrae 17.2
17 June 2017

Writer

Writer, write not your words in the sand.
The seas are rising on an incoming tide.
Strong winds push waves towards the shore
and night descends.

Your words are shadows written on sand.
Like footsteps they will wash away and soon
you, your words, your footprints,
will exist no more.

Writer, cast your words in stone.
Stamp them into monuments.
Sculpt earth’s bones into words
and let them take form.

Climb high into the hills. Heaven will bring
words on the white wings of gulls.
Carve them slowly on stone tablets.
Bring them home from the hills.
The world will rejoice in the magic of your words.

11 thoughts on “Writer

  1. Good one, Roger. As one who occasionally writes words on stone, may I share that those words are also erased by the soft erasers of time, water and wind – or by the frustrated engraver herself. Even those dubious words engraved on that fabled mountain-top are lost to our view, and therefore disobeyed, or obeyed as they suit us. Better, maybe, to trace our words in the air with our finger? Carry on! -j

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    • “Look on my works, ye mighty, and beware …” and with a flick of a switch, we have lost all our files and our work is gone! “Barren and bare, the lone and level sands stretch far away”

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