Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

I know not why...

As if silence had spoken and
the words took command,
intently I listened to the
moments demands.

Don't cry, no sorrow, no
heartache nor pain, you
have all of the memories
of life to retain.

I question most everything
from hello to goodbye and
wondered why darkness
remained inside.

Motion devised, the spin
never stops, no beginning
nor ending to the changing
of props.
~
Why has time taken so long to unite and
than desperately divised away to distant.
~

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