Imperial palaces glint golden.

Gossamer blue butterfly wings descend,

downward to the rotting ruins of human hubris.


arcs like a dome over disappearing dynasties.

Collapsing columns stagger beneath the sun’s eternally angry inferno.

In that dream, Grandfather turns to me and tells me our home had been on that ancient shore where the sea blindingly blue had deceived him as a young man.

With a sweep of his tanned, wrinkled hand he signals to that incomprehensible emptiness that occupies our American space.

Midwinter moon.

Grandfather, like mist, slips away.

Taking with him that last thread of my connection to that world time erased.

Jenny W. Andrews copyright 2022

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I am a published poet and short story writer. I have been published in SNHU's the penmen review. My poetry book "Life at the End of the Rainbow" is currently available on Amazon/Kindle Books. My published name is Jenny Andrews for this poetry book. My novel, "Bully Another Day" is now available on Amazon/Kindle Books. My published name for my novel is Jenny W. Andrews. Also available on Amazon Books are my second poetry book "Spaces Between The Pause" and my short story collection "Short Stories and Vignettes." Please check them out and let me know what you think. Thank you.

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