My Shell of Glass and Rain


My Shell of Glass and Rain

Endlessly drifting

In a stony place

Of hurting

This is my shell

Of glass and rain

Standing alone

Only coloured

By myself

The echoes of the day

The hours

Slide into nightfall

And morning lingers

Just beyond my reach

© Ann Bagnall 2016.

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