Unfolded time

Lorenz

On my screen I am looking for a reflection,

in streets, lives and  moments that come

to love in seasons when I hadn't decided 

to be a passerby in this city where a man 

and a woman who would cross paths 

and recognize each other in one 

of these images ...

 You are there ,without knowing 

that I'm watching you from afar  beyond

the drifting cloud ...

  The hands of our watches move through

the twilight zone ...

  Illusory mist of an unfolded time 

that seeks the colors of what was once alive...

  Bonjour monsieur ,sitting at a table 

with a glass of beer and reading your newspaper.

  What's new 50 years later ?

 And then the turncoat camera swallows you up 

before I push open the bar door ...

  Mademoiselle ,please wait  for me ! 

I'm going to paint a picture of the future

that  will make you laugh !

You'll think ,I am a crackpot poet 

and love me ! 

 We'll got some ice cream at the '' Grand place ''

and go and see a movie at the '' Eldorado '' !

  You've got a little something of Vivien Leigh 

about you .

  I'm just a touching  Charlot,clumsy in his own skin...

And then the wind will carry each of us 

off to our dimension ...

  Waiting in the rain for the next tram of souls 

to arrive ...

  On wet memories avenue night falls .

 am I just a thief of  shadows ?

   I have to leave before the Germans show up ! 

'' Soldaten Kino Fraulein  ? " 

Said my grand father .

  I need to find an island very soon where nostalgia

will stop haunting me...

 Or maybe a city that's afraid to sleep...

I turn off my screen and I already miss you !

 My eyes open to the world ,

emerging from a womb that has long been dead ,

yet I can still feel its heartbeats ...

  Miss ,I feel like i know you  when you weren't 

my mother yet ...

  The Eldorado has become a subway station .

I finally dumped Marylin for Mary Poppins !

 I'm down in the dumps ...

  Time folds in on itself .

   Variety show or crime boulevard ?

      Black screen ...

    I am again right here and nowhere .

In a spark of fragmented eternity .

  Please tell me ,I am not just a dream ...

 

 

  • Author: lorenz (Pseudonym) (Online Online)
  • Published: March 23rd, 2026 11:07
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • sorenbarrett

    This poem bears the image of a jovial court jester on the hunt for young maidens to entertain. Half bard half joker. Well done Lorenz

    • Lorenz

      I''m drawn to white ladies hitchhiking on the roads of time...



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