In the cafes where old men
sit, sip and soliloquise,
as distant memories
smoke and swirl in clouded eyes;
with a sudden bated breath, is revealed
the heady forgetfulness of younger days,
time hath simply not healed.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Time Bound
I knew you ages ago...
so what?
it was another you and another me.
Time has corrupted us both,
we are not what we used to be..or see.
But if something did abide,
neither of us will be able to hide -
when we meet again, if we meet again
...what we held deep inside.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Rhetoric
You agree
or deny,
in a careful play
of planned nods and shakes;
as we talk eye to eye.
The monument,
built with words filled with sound
crashes loudly,
as you turn around.
or deny,
in a careful play
of planned nods and shakes;
as we talk eye to eye.
The monument,
built with words filled with sound
crashes loudly,
as you turn around.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Chronos
As you tease
ghostly strips of memories,
silently flicker and fade
across the canopy of my mind.
I strain to stretch the moment,
grasp the tide;
i smell but a faint fragrance,
as you again run and hide.
ghostly strips of memories,
silently flicker and fade
across the canopy of my mind.
I strain to stretch the moment,
grasp the tide;
i smell but a faint fragrance,
as you again run and hide.
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