Tuesday, 19 May 2015


In passing seconds
And glances
Imagined romances
Life works
Its way
Through time's vein
To this day
God's way
With ticking seconds
On big old clocks
Telling stories
With hands on their
Ten thousandth revolve
Hours unfold
Stories are told
Truth's sold
Lives lived bold
Time enthroned
Existence honed
Lived alone
And in the presence
Of hosts
Memory's ghosts
Future's toasts
Words spoken
Shouted uttered and muttered
Tears shed
New life squealing
Leaves falling
Hours passing
Love and mourning
Dust and calling
Growing falling
Moment's passings
Moment's graspings
Moment's callings

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