Saturday, June 8, 2019

B4 PM


Before private messaging
            there were the numbers
on the clock

And those moments
were magical

when we could predict
          (make occur)
                                the future

with its interminable revelations
And knew
All Souls
past by-when it began
its first
            Revolution.

There were many times
All numbers
changed what they meant
               and how they appeared
in passing.

Artwork by John Singer Sargent [CC0] in Public Domain.
Labels: , , , , ,

No comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)

Gravitas

For every poem I put here, there are four more never shared, around six never written and twenty-seven partially thought out. For every word...

  • The Creative Process by e.e. cummings 1 and 2 (plus 5)
                         1. Of my Soul a street is: Preternatural Pic- abian tricktrickclickflidk-er garner of starfish Picasso...
  • City folk
    Someone said, the full moon looks larger in the city because of skyscrapers- which said nothing about people feeling smaller, more co...
  • Tres (trace)
    Water Today, warm raindrops glass blurs, the blurry glassy, sharp sparkles sugar. Behind Evening, it was good. Leaves all turned into shadow...