Memories lap <br />Upon my dream-shore <br />Like the morning tide <br />They stain my sands <br />Names, faces and glances <br />Fade and emerge <br />The heart races and eyes twitch <br />Across time and place <br />Until I am left <br />Quiet in effigy <br />A Plantagenet <br />Reposed in <br />Marble stillness <br />And wry smile<br /><br />Guillermo Veloso<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/morning-s-a-memory/
