by sophiasummerNorthland, New Zealand
Dec 2013 716 Views 3 comments
I Remember
Every day one minute is a memory
of seconds gone by
Tho bright the stars,
willful damage can
serpentine to a lie
On arms of carnage
yet deeper
wrapping of the
soul
One new bell
shall always toll
Slipping silently
through
the newest day
my memories
crept up
dug in
pebbled
to always lay
Washed with streams
of hidden treasure
Love has
no soldered
leisure
It shall be
and leave
to caress
streams too fast
for any I guess
of seconds gone by
Tho bright the stars,
willful damage can
serpentine to a lie
On arms of carnage
yet deeper
wrapping of the
soul
One new bell
shall always toll
Slipping silently
through
the newest day
my memories
crept up
dug in
pebbled
to always lay
Washed with streams
of hidden treasure
Love has
no soldered
leisure
It shall be
and leave
to caress
streams too fast
for any I guess
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Dec 2013
About this poem:
Need I explain, this is not about sadnessHappy New Year to all!
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Comments (3)
Its all with the feeling.
Soph