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Left In Stoned Castles

A table with books of poetry for sale.

I sit humbly on a rock

Chills colder than I

Lonely it seems now

Tranquil beauty

Bitter cold


Alarming me the interior walls Darling the moon pales nigh

Drifter sleeps in barricades The waves crush upon me

Stolen promises not Sifted clay squish toes

Darkness falls Forgotten moon sighs

Withered Challenged

Last Breaths in Stone Castles

Lonely words bewildered me

Bitter words will stone

Left nothingness

Challenged heart


  • Author: Marianne Trox
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