Dark Poetry #4 |
Falling Timepieces |
EagleScorpion Senior Member
since 2000-03-08
Posts 1644Here, Now, Forever |
Does anyone know the time? I’ve lost it long ago When witches cast their secret spells I dream alone in snow But dreams are soon forgotten And it’s probably for the best None of it ever made any sense So stupid, nonetheless So let us all have small talk As we slowly, surely die Of things that do not matter Under this cold And lonely sky Let us all speak lightly Of birds and trees and whatnot Best not to take in seriousness The pointless misery we’ve begot Let’s dream of things that scare us After eating things that kill Let’s kill the world around us While we pop our many pills Let’s buy expensive watches And throw them off of cliffs And spend the whole of our tender lives Preparing to be stiffs Let us rot and waste away And dearly, dearly fade Let us say that nothing matters While we float through this parade Does anyone have the time, I ask? It’s not there on our wrists Nor on the blood that stains the wall It’s in our angry, cheated fists |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Dear Joseph, I might say I am sorry that you write such a cynic write on the first day of the New Year, but I will say instead that you did well to write it, if you felt this way. Time, time, time, it's ever eluding us yes! But you took the time and wrote a fine poem about your innermost worries and I take the time to reply, because I am touched. Our time met here ... and it is a time we wrapped in significance. Understanding. We dream because we are meant to imagine incredible, impossible things to feel joy and to feel that we have a possibility of co-creating our life and the world we live in. In dreams there might be salvation, especially when we feel we can actually realize them. Just a thought. Great poem really! Happy New Year Joseph! Love, Margherita |
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Seeker72 Member
since 2007-02-24
Posts 387Oregon USA |
Loved it. "Let’s kill the world around us While we pop our many pills" So pure of view towards our fickle human nature. My own watch is broken these days, but at least it tells the right time twice a day. ;-) |
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Treagal Junior Member
since 2008-01-08
Posts 38 |
"It’s in our angry, cheated fists" I loved this line, it made me feel like nothing we ever do will be enough to sate our never ending hunger. |
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Kahlil Senior Member
since 2003-04-12
Posts 1881 |
ES: This is a very important write. It shows that these "things" of life do matter to you, and that you do realize the necessity of the dream; and the power of it inside yourself. Perhaps this is a timely write for you, also. You may be at a crossroads for choosing which way is right for you. (eek, I sound like a horrorscope!) Anyway, ES, Happy New Year....every day! ~K |
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jossal Junior Member
since 2007-09-15
Posts 23 |
Amazing! I which I'd come up with this poem, as it's simply perfect! A true example of our nature, and how time can slip from our grasp! Darkness is only the lack of light... |
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Twilight Warrior Member
since 2007-02-22
Posts 106The World That Never Was |
I share everyone else's sentiments. Nice write. "One last drink and the bottle breaks, returning us to the dust from whence we came" |
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