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Fragility and Vigor

By chaoticutopia on August 15, 2006.

Here are two poems, each embracing a different perception of time:

Vigor

Go ahead...
Walk all over me
I won't bend.
I'm as hard as diamond
Hidden in the rough
Luminous and resilient
Myriad of geometric facets
Layer upon crystalline layer
Depths of fire you'll never see
Without a cut and polish
But thus enhanced
I'll cost a pretty penny
So leave me be, in the rough
In my dark kimberlitic home
Bearing the weight of time.

Fragility

Time drips like Dali's clocks
Slips and cracks
Nothing lasts.
Even now is sliding away
Years trickle past,
Hardly noticed
Seasons blend
To hazy shadows
But the present moment
Hits like a wave
Cascading, crashing
A ceaseless ruin.
Truth is strange
Stranger than fiction
The waves are the truth
But ride 'em like fiction.
You're always welcome
To battle the flow
Try to dam up the ocean
But waves will soon strike
Dissolving our castles
And time drips on
Slipping, cracking
Nothing lasting.

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The Arrow of Time

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