365 Days of Poetry: Day Sixty-Seven

two towers.
not by a bridge.
or a palantiri.

there is a coast.
embracing the bay-
of Denial, and
Costral still sits.

two Hands.
one of Sand.
and one
moist and crumbling.

Va awaits.
still shut out of home.
by two towers.
Of sand and bone.


About June Faramore

Writer of fantasy, mainstream, and young adult fiction. Poet and sketcher. Mother. I read a lot and love cheese. Guitar playing singer-songwriter. I also enjoy stepping on the cracks in the sidewalk. View all posts by June Faramore

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