Desolation by Robin McNamara

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. 
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About the Poet:

Robin McNamara lives in Waterford City, Ireland. He has had poems published in Ireland, Canada, UK, America & Bangladesh as well as a local newspaper, Waterford Today, and in Starving Writers, NYC. Robin is a regular contributor to online literacy site, Spillwords, and was recently nominated by them for both Author & Poem of the Month. Robin is working on his debut poetry book to be published in 2020. 

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