Potential

Beached By David Jacobi

Ethereal waves and flickerings of magic light

Blew over

What dead and dying remnants lingered

Showing to all, the bleached bones of potential

Or is it the beached bones of potential

Everyone can see, anyway

The magic fading away

No matter if bleached or beached

All seems lost, almost

Until the laughter rises floating

And bones click and clatter

Reminding us of the potential

2011 By David Jacobi