photo credit: Funky64 ( Natural Power via photopin (license)

Bleach out, fade.
All withers, turns grey.
Dust gathers
Between the cracks in time.
Gathers pace, even,
Before the curtain falls.

But it is a new broom
That is all.
The scenery changes,
Some of the actors too,
But the characters
Are familiar,
Same old plotlines too.
You will see after all
That nothing’s new.
© 2019 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.



  1. What an amazing featured image, and wonderful poem. This is the second time that I have heard ‘nothing is new’, must be an important message about dealing with things with a ‘new’ mindset.

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