Poetry Blogs (time)

hinterlands intact,

forests not a hell,

grass not wheat,

soft cold rain fell

heavens doing what

open clear skies do,

pilgrims of sunlight,

days honestly new

no forever anymore,

now the foe is time,

some end's in sight,

verses don't rhyme

tarnished the sward,

ox-skulls bleaching,

toll paid for a blind,

low, over-reaching

truths die...

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there's a point on the map when

doubts and desapir veer to meet

and idly parade nowhere down a

lonely slum of a one-way street

no compass charts this latitude

where time gross reality bends

for its a quarter of lifeless loss

the geography where love ends

I've drifted here so many times

its memories my endless bane

before me for I sense a reprise

I am sure...

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