Time had a whim to stop! but had simply forgotten how!
the trees had grown more cautions they declined to say
the birds? they'd all flown south (a wind had whispered "sough!")
well & as for the rivers still they pretended to wend their way!
it became (in fine) a non-event! (though an allmost-was)
time gradually drained itself in thought could this allow
these pellucid beings to feel some lift of a blissful buzz?
had time really hankered to stop? but failed to remember how?
Devoted exclusively to the creative process. Here you will see photojournaling, poetry, prose, an occasional review--journaling or philosophical writing can be found on our other blogs. This is our attempt to use our imaginations. Enjoy!
Saturday, December 31, 2005
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3 comments:
Time is such a motif in your writing. Have you ever figured out why or is it just fun? By the way, Happy New Year!
don't know why!
haven't had the time!
[sorta kidding ;-)
fair question tho]
happy new year to tu too!
d.i.
i like this piece a lot
nice work
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