BRUISED IMAGINATION
Swirling sands
Meander through a broken fence
Dusty shards
Fragmented dreams
Fade slowly out to sea
Once so proud
Filled with glowing fervor
Lifeless black orbs
Now blankly stare
Barren temperament
Threshold to his anguished soul
Only memories remain
The old man lingers wordless
Clinging to his bruised imagination
© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006
