time poems

Waxing Philosophical Legs | Ivan Jenson

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Time does not march on
it sneaks out the back door
to have a smoke
its tobacco is what’s what
and who you know
its nicotine is
your addiction to meaning
and it is killing you
so you really should stop
driving yourself crazy
worrying about how
you just lost another
twenty-four-hour friend
and instead concentrate on making
peace with your poor concentration
and rich imagination
and take the good with the bad
mix it with the tolerable
and when life
gives you lemons
remember that in the infinite
a pucker is born
every minute

More at http://www.ivanjenson.com/.

Time | Chris Byrne

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It’s lost, long gone
A blink of an eye
Spinning on a rock
Hurling through space
Yet we never stop
To take time to do
Things we wish
We did.

A Dazzling Dream | Alexis Karpouzos

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Our life a dazzling dream and the death a new arrival,
there is no end and never was a begginning.
Thousand centuries will gone and will leave faint signs
in the breaths of time, thousand suns will light up
and will burst and unexpected visitors
will come and will gone,
but something innate in us knows,
we were, we are, and will be forever,
a timeless gentle touch in eternity’s face.

More at https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/14108295.Alexis_Karpouzos.

Evolution of Space | Rahul Ganguli

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Uneven airs burning
Angular
Skin Eye Tongue Nose Ears
May be such that
Earth configured with Soil lump
|Colourful| _______

Sky-Blues Mathematics ~ always find truth

# # # # #

Curl up TIME
Griffin is lying on his back
Moment ~ Dumb non-Graphic
Such _______
Water-particles of Entering-Caves
Quenches thirst

In Letters ~ Future sketch

Two Clocks Ticking | Dan Tindall

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Two clocks ticking
One second alternating
Same make
Same mechanism
But no matter how you reset them
There is a temporal schism
That keeps them apart
Parallel seconds
In the same time and space
Racing to the end
Which will happen twice
According to the Accurate Time Company
And their high quality device

More at http://www.dantindall.com.

Time | David Sermersheim

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at any moment
time seems without
substance or form
like air passing between
opened fingers
sensed not seen
in the interval
between events
present in memory
among us not of us
as a bird
tracing an arc above
erasing his shadow below
or a light
cutting a furrow
through the dark

Blinko | Tempest Brew

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Blink blinks
runs by still waters
captures seconds
in frames
tears the page
out of the ancient
manuscript
blink – you miss
him blink again.

Homecoming | Monalisa Dash Dwibedy

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I many times thought peace was near,
when it was far away,
As a weary traveler deems to sight an oasis,
in the middle of a desert,
A lost voyager, ponders how many fictitious shores to go before finding a harbour.

Where was peace, all the while?
Roaming in wilderness or waiting for my homecoming,
In my high rise condominium,
Handmade miniature kitchen garden,
Or at my top-notch banking workplace?

As hopeless as I was, I even thought of buying it,
At Eaton Shopping Centre, in a spicy slice of time,
But Peace was sold out, invariably.

Until one day, I found it within myself.
Sleeping like a baby.

Awakened, sleepy smiling eyes recognized me.
Ah! Finally the moment had come,
I cuddled peace, and never let it go.

Now we both are home,
Everywhere!

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