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Tomorrows Past
All the past
and the present
it spins
beneath me
full moons
flick to a crescent
up and down , leafs to tree
the days like a flourescent
flashing frantically
with an after irradescent
glow all purplely .
I stand here , out of time
I fear , missing my line
searching through
the slots I see
the gone is gone
a no retrieve
the now becomes
what has been seen
all dawning suns
a once memory
the not happened yet
is a got has been
what you don't get
runs down the stream
there is no time
to waste at sea
the speed of light
crept up on me .
and the present
it spins
beneath me
full moons
flick to a crescent
up and down , leafs to tree
the days like a flourescent
flashing frantically
with an after irradescent
glow all purplely .
I stand here , out of time
I fear , missing my line
searching through
the slots I see
the gone is gone
a no retrieve
the now becomes
what has been seen
all dawning suns
a once memory
the not happened yet
is a got has been
what you don't get
runs down the stream
there is no time
to waste at sea
the speed of light
crept up on me .
Published 29th Nov 2011
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29th Nov 2011 7:53am
is like a flowing river,
travelling towards forever,
breaths are not like waves
no stops nor surcease
thus the scytheman catches up on us...
Good read, Paul!
travelling towards forever,
breaths are not like waves
no stops nor surcease
thus the scytheman catches up on us...
Good read, Paul!
30th Nov 2011 00:17am
The Time Stamp (SP S ummerscales)
A clockwork planet
its contours embossed
a jade garnet
spiked with frost .
Two tone colours
pave the hillside
tors carved from stone
rumble to landslides .
The sun screams a glare
to floral definition
all the hedge rows
stretch out
to a colourful collision .
The earth quakes
while one half awakes .
The other half tremors
as they live
their night terrors .
My floating head upon
a pillow
does dream a mute
blinking within lifes shadow
asleep . thinking , profound
and shallow
now its time to wake
as day will break
the night
to follow .
A clockwork planet
its contours embossed
a jade garnet
spiked with frost .
Two tone colours
pave the hillside
tors carved from stone
rumble to landslides .
The sun screams a glare
to floral definition
all the hedge rows
stretch out
to a colourful collision .
The earth quakes
while one half awakes .
The other half tremors
as they live
their night terrors .
My floating head upon
a pillow
does dream a mute
blinking within lifes shadow
asleep . thinking , profound
and shallow
now its time to wake
as day will break
the night
to follow .
30th Nov 2011 1:08am
..and thus the cycle
until they deal us peace
the eyeless angels
with magenta-stained wings...
until they deal us peace
the eyeless angels
with magenta-stained wings...
30th Nov 2011 4:44pm
dark skies
dead birds
around they sing
angels no words
with harps to bring
life force a slur
on broken strings
we are not what we were
we hear but can't be heard
unclear and now a blur
in fear of crossovers
that time will bring .
dead birds
around they sing
angels no words
with harps to bring
life force a slur
on broken strings
we are not what we were
we hear but can't be heard
unclear and now a blur
in fear of crossovers
that time will bring .
30th Nov 2011 4:42pm
dark skies
dead birds
around they sing
angels no words
with harps to bring
life force a slur
on broken strings
we are not what we were
we hear but can't be heard
unclear and now a blur
in fear of crossovers
that time will bring .
dead birds
around they sing
angels no words
with harps to bring
life force a slur
on broken strings
we are not what we were
we hear but can't be heard
unclear and now a blur
in fear of crossovers
that time will bring .
