Watching life flow by
23 March 2016
I knew fear
It spoke to me trails
Screeching sounds
Fingernails
Raking the inner pathways
Bundles of taut hopes
Piles of dark
They simmer with light
It shimmers
Red embers
Fading bosom remembers
Tick tock of the hope
Precision
Timing’s underdog
Rising dark
All will clog
Till the unicorns shudder
Disengaging fate
The hooves beat
Rhythm of morrows
Clad in suns
Twining life
I swallowed more than the strife
Of tallest cities
Inner eye
It sears through my head
Breaking curves
Bending nerves
Reinstating acute sight
Of scorching daylight
Night falls ne’er
Morrows are today
I am clad
In bright fire
Bearing his bridal attire
Watching life flow by
Reading of the poem:
Wind Love – Era
Without Horizon – Era
I Believe – Era
Good write. I love the stanza about the Inner eye.
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Thank you Andrew 🙂
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This seems to be about shattered hope, yet ‘Fading bosom remembers’ its ‘tick tock’. Powerful
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I agree. Such a lovely poem about life flowing by…
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Thank you Melinda.
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You’re a very astute and wise man Derrick 🙂 Thank you!
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I’m flattered Geetha. Thank you
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Welcome. It seems your philosophy of life translates so calmly and beautifully both in the way you have cultivated your garden and the walks you take and how you express them.
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