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whenabouts

do we give time its dueso often overshadowedby its sibling, space no matter when or wheretime and space aren’t competingthey are not in a race so why do we focusso much on our whereaboutshere and thereabouts ask yourself, when are … Continue reading

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a millennium or three

even though i haven’t seen youin a millennium or two whether the years were sevenor were they seventy-twoif that time we had was heavenany ounce of time felt too few even though i haven’t seen youin a millennium or two … Continue reading

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semicolon year

you have character ineffable innumerable real true character but if you can forgive a little rhyme here’s a curious way of counting time for when machines communicate itsy ones and zeroes oscillate each character has a bitwise code the invisibles … Continue reading

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adore your door

as much as you may adore or abhor the days that came before would you truly say today’s an utter bore just makes you want to snore when tomorrow comes a’knocking like a raven at your door do you shout … Continue reading

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elevator two

elevator two likes me it wasn’t always so its numbers go gee two three on up to the sky before two and i were friends at ground she stranded me she would not take me up nor even down i … Continue reading

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remnants of rain

i did not feel you fall but your telltale sheen remains upon the scene i still can hear your call how does one explain that sweet serenade that lingers after the parade dear remnants of rain every care-placed footfall synchronized … Continue reading

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vapors

july’s dozen papers cast ten poems to vapors every rhyme turned to traitors each rhythm slow as pataters tempus hath fugit and flewn

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gift of time

a wise woman twice told me time is a gift we unwrap it each moment this is the present be present in the present give the gift of time the past is what we all have given the future is … Continue reading

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tisane

as if ’twere cast in clay invested with great wealth the droves dredge the line many a fool may neigh history repeats itself both blessing and crime some wise folk say “history does not repeat itself but it does often … Continue reading

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being who

t’was not the corduroy of long brown coat flapping in the breeze of time each micropleat temporal wrinkle teasing out the winds of time nor seventeen feet of coiled scarf knitted in stitches of time wrapped endlessly in wry wrath … Continue reading

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