Striped poles stand <br />outside ‘barbershop’ windows <br />tattered awnings drape <br />over blank storefronts; <br />ghosts of the long departed line the streets. <br /> <br />A remembrance <br />of another time in history. <br />lies in faded, dingy photographs <br />of a time long past. <br /> <br />And the only hope <br />rests with poets and painters, <br />who, in broad strokes of imagination, <br />can restore life from ancient dust.<br /><br />Carolyn Brunelle<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ancient-dust/
