Monday, July 20, 2015


Tomorrow looks in on yesterday
as daylight glimpses within,
 its torchlight perusing history,
a visitor unshod and silent
in the stone clad room.
And in its rays
pinpricks of glitter-dust
 firefly the room,
the minutiae of ghosts.


1 comment:

mamas*little*treasures said...

Hello my friend - I hope Val is doing OK today. Sounds like she took a tumble. Give her my best wishes for a speedy recovery! Just wanted you to know that I'm featuring this poem on the Ruby blog today, so when you get a minute (and good internet connection!) please stop by the blog and say "Hello"! Thanks so much for your continued support and participation in the ministry of Ruby. Nina