THE WELL OF TIME
Looking down with fixity
the quivering tears descend the void
through fronds of stretching harts tongue fern
For years the well was drawn upon
neglected now the void looks up
its slowly rising breath unfurls
soon lost in foggy mists of time.
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Author:
Michael Edwards (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I started to write this poem (which was initially several stanzas long) a couple of weeks ago and somehow I wasn't happy with it. I kept revisiting it, swapping lines round, etcetera and finally ended up culling much of which I had written until I had a distillation of what I wanted it to say. The result is this short poem of two stanzas (3 lines and 4 lines) and I'm reasonably pleased with the result despite all the discarded words and lines on the study floor.
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Thanks for sharing UNCLE MIKE : Love the psychadelic abstract ! It reminded me of all the Love Song CD's I will console myself with when my BIG BEAR (BRIAN !) is 11,500 miles away til October ! Love the POEM : As I sadly weep into the Well of Separation ! Your Pics 'n Poems can still make a Girl Cry : You Old Romantic !
Blessings & Joy for A Romantic Boy
Love through Poetry & Art : ANGELA : 🧡🧡🧡🧡
Hadn't thought of it as being psycho wotsits but you are right - don't cry Angela - thanks so much for your kind words.
Excelent abstract in both respects this time Michael
The art and the Literature, in it;s precis form it says it all
Speaks to me of our mortality we've served our time and soon to be forgotten great emotion...
BRAVO!
Thank you so much Andrew - so pleased you like the posting.
Intriguing write and artwork Michael, both could be studied for many years.
Long after I've gone - now there's a thought - thanks so much Andy.
Good write and pic M, both with depth. Erm, a well is deep too!
What's all them (Sylla) Berles doing lying around on your study floor?!
I don't tend to re-visit much of my stuff really. I just Ram Berle on sometimes.
Every time she comes into the study she Tum Berles.
Love the abstracted imagery in both verse and artwork -Michael - "fixity" is a wonderful word to use as an intro. to emotion's descent.
Thanks Fay - it is a great word isn't it.
you have every write indeed to be justifiably proud of these words... Neville
Thanks for the encouragement Neville.
There is much depth in these words
Times we lived now memories
P.S. Your comment - sometimes a few well placed words speak volumes, I got to learn them those words.
Words of wisdom - thanks Suresh.
Art - Looks to my eye like music flowing from an old 78.
Poetry - The old well still breathes. Neglected, but still hanging on to its nature. No water, just a "foggy mist.".
"Well" done. - Phil A.
I haven't titled the work as yet so your comment appeals - I'll call it Music Flows. Thanks Phil.
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