An ongoing series of my poems intended to show support for the Beacon community. Each poem is inspired by a Beacon Main Street business or service.


Your participation is invited! - - If you wish to collaborate, please send original artwork, photos, music, and other content by both adults and children to larrysansone@gmail.com. I will post these submissions here, along with the poems.
Flea Market
 (Inspired by Beacon Flea Market

Nothing is bought, only borrowed,
Nothing is kept, only held,
All things are owned by tomorrow,
And each time we purchase, we barter as well.
We are but stewards and watch-keeps,
Caught in a cloakroom of days,
Filled by rich princes who now sleep,
For only our bones shall this world put away.