The Persistence of Time

Wishing her shadow not to fade

with time of ours

Nobody keeps up the masquerade

in discolored hours

As she goes away

my eyes envision her curve in the distance

That’s all I can illustrate today

The clock listens

to my shed tears

for unaddressed fears

12 thoughts on “The Persistence of Time

  1. Because tomorrow is Mother’s Day, your words made me think of my mother. She has been dead now for over fourteen years, but not a day goes by that I don’t think about her. Thank you for this beautiful poem.

  2. Lonely Daffodil
    mag 08, 2013 @ 03:44:40 [Edit]

    Molto bella. Come è la vostra primavera, Ventis?

    Risposta

    ventisqueras
    mag 12, 2013 @ 21:39:24 [Edit]

    la mia primavera ha cieli e nuvole di stelle di mandorlo bianche e un coro di rane sopra le ninfee dello stagno
    …e la vostra, Lonely?

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