Let lengths of time
Lead us in words of wisdom
Sharing glimpses in hollow mirrors
masked as script
tied to windows into the soul
Tag Archives: Time
Stale
Stale
And sitting on the table
No owner to whisk it away
It became lost and unwanted
Once again alone
Becoming cold
Up, down
Hot, cold
Less and less malleable
Each time, less and less
To receive from
Stale, soon to be thrown
Away
The Sand
The sand
Stares back at me
Haunting
Taunting
They all build in mounds
Calling the time to their will
Catch the sun
And burn my feet
Reminding me
I stepped wrong
Time & Time Again
I saw gardens missing honey and starch
Yellows can’t be green
In a place where blue becomes god of home
& the tear wept leaves leafs dry
Under a sun born to burn
The path left here
Won’t be walked on again
It’s tired & bees will bring you breaded crumbs
That lead you back home
Time & time again
My Reasoning
A separation
A place of past
In a time to look forward
I live in the past
Misplaced again
My doing I’m sure
Time won’t be changed
Or even held still
It’s all too big
Tightly packed and closed off
My mind misplaced
A soul born too late
Send me back
All back to the beginning
Time to alter
A way to change
But that would be the end
Until it happens again
Paper Moments & Broken Lines 