Thursday, October 27, 2016

Hello Goodbye in 13 lines



we are always waving goodbye
with one hand, and waving hello
with the other
tarnished by memory
assailed by the brass ring of hope
for the future,
imprisoned between
fogbanks and the blurred forest
already a memory
before we even
make the turn
at the top of the hill--yet
somewhere we linger, we linger

Thursday 13

6 comments:

  1. lol yes. it all depends on which way you're looking at the time

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  2. Sometimes lingering's not such a bad thing... :) My T13

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  3. well, yeah. why hurry. Sometimes you miss the best parts that way. =)

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  4. Very nice. Good rhythm in your lines.

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  5. thanks, colleen. This seemed to fit with the grey day and the stuggling trees, trying to ignore the inevitable...

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