Lost Years


I weep for the years

As I watch them flee

Scurrying across floors

Slithering through cracks

Seeping out windows

As particles of dust

Evaporating through

Openings of missed



©Kay Salady





About Kay Salady

I write about the greatest force on earth that, I believe, lives on forever and surpasses all else. "All your poems read like I am watching an artist use words instead of colours full of feeling." ~Anon.

Posted on September 4, 2011, in poetry and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 9 Comments.

  1. It is hard to look back, but there are opportunities ahead as well. Nice write.


  2. Excellent poem which really matches that image.


  3. It’s hard not to have regrets, but I try to look back to mostly the good things and keep them close at hand. Very nicely done, Kay.

    My entry this week: http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/09/04/blood-on-the-moon-2/


  4. perfectly written piece.
    your taste of the image is yummy.


  5. Your poem is excellent and it matches so well with your image. what a wonderful site thank you for sharing


  6. There will always be better thing in the road ahead… 🙂


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