Quicksand (a desperate attempt to recreate a long lost poem)
Footprints in the sand
wandering like ripples on a pond.
or skipping stones across the water
like dancing or a life.
Sing to me songs of moonlight and madness,
of a lover’s waltz spinning;
going nowhere
but for the dancing
like footprints in the sand...
but ahh...
the dancing.
Back in the late 70's I composed a poem that is long lost and this is an attempt to recreate it. I have no idea if I came close or not but it did have the footprints in the sand image in it.- From Poetry Jam (on Toast)
