Monday, March 21, 2022

Past, present, and future

A country with all its glorious past
turns to the present and soon
will the present be a future
of death received and taken
split, divided the world stands still
holding its breath for too long
helps death along in its spread 
of past present and future
only to mourn briefly 
after all we are all expendable
after all we are nobodies
after all when one speck is born
sure enough the same dies
nothing is eternal - all change
from genes galore to genes" death
so is the past, present and future
   


Wednesday, March 09, 2022

A day and a time

 In time - in time of time
in the nick of time
time flies - time dies
everyone counts the seconds
the minutes the hours 
the days the months the years
until there is not time left
-
that is not a surprise but
what is - is that time and time 
again and never and forever
it sometimes slows 
it sometimes speeds
il is a whirligig - a foss
of running velvety cold chills
or a slithering snaky lukewarm
tired lake - sunbaked of course

-
on a keyboard or when reading
it flies away to far aways 
it lingers in the deep presens
trying to write a poem
not with new thoughts just
to whelp of a timeless task
so for each line of this hologram
it represents a hour of a day