Desolation

Metallic silver skies
shading the hour that’s come
with an un-future day

scrape the minutes together with
copper dreams of tomorrow’s gold

Oh don’t you see the folly

of a thousand byes 
fading the night that came
in my out of season grey

escape the hours forever with
the false dreams sold

Oh can’t you see the folly. 

by Robin McNamara © 2020

Published by robinmcpoet

Robin McNamara is an Irish poet with over 90 poems published worldwide. A regular contributor to Poetry Ireland poetry prompts. UCD Library have a selection of his pandemic poems in their archives as a record of poems written during this period. Robin’s debut chapbook is to be published with Hedgehog Poetry Press in early 2021.

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