Poetry Blogs (cycle)

Time...

Who are you?

and where are you going?

What is your purpose? 

Are you all knowing?

Always here, always near,

every breath I shared with you.

I spent my life right by your side, 

and still I do not know you.

Time, are you just a 

fragment of my mind?

Something we made up 

because our senses make us blind?

Can we not comprehend 

the whole eternity?

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My mouth took some months to bloom

My words took some weeks to flower

You and I do not speak different languages

We possess different meanings

 

“What is the curl of your tongue?

What is the grind of your teeth?

What is the bow in your brows?

What do you mean?”

 

Your bottom line is neat and fine

Your ballpoint pen bullet-proof

Underlined

 

My point is a r...

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The flickering light calls from

across the disused railway embankment

like a lonely beacon sending signals

into the misty grey dawn.

 

Quietly questioning a world

still wrapped in strong arms of slumber.

I consider sending an answer,

would that I understood its coded question.

 

I’m drawn into its intoxicating world by

the pulsating rhythm of its incandescent heart...

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The See a mothers loss is a roaring cry seagulls try to console the sky memory currents cycle below glacial dreams of trickling snow ripples giggle in play carefree scribbling light on nurseries cautious games become boisterous ways growing stronger night and day tumbling into adolescence shedding childhoods sediments they’re vigour serves to energize blue-rinsed coasts revitalis...

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