Time's Needle.

Fay Slimm.

 

Time's Needle.

 

Stretching and shouldering night away a sun crouches
to birth black's ousting
by one more empty circle of dark's hollowed pouches
then outs in sparkling showers.

 

Spangled with myriad star-labour unfolding membranes,
like numberless leaves
dreamers listen to soft serenades as the universe favours
lullaby-sighs of deep breathing.

 

Silvered surface shivers with night-eyes as glittery dust
follows with dart-swift
flight each soul's winged journey while murmuring deep
mysteries to those sleeping still.

 

Glimmers on sightless horizon reveal light's celebration
while untrodden dew
newly writhing in close-capped life waits inertia's frame
stirring to shake before rising.

 

Piercing the brain time's needle regathers worn threads
and remembers that more
sown seed means now-grown grain needs re-collection
in daylight's mind-aware storage.

 

Open-eyed, naught is over as hinging on less or more,
sun, with slumber done,
now hurries to open the thin partition between yawns
of torpidity for more hours won.

 

 

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 4th, 2017 06:47
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Comments5

  • willyweed

    and as so as the dream keeper finishes up ...wide awake! very nice Fay. ww

  • Michael Edwards

    Another racking piece Fay.

  • Augustus

    You awaken in the morning in a more gentile manner than I. This is just lovely.

  • MendedFences27

    The majesty of the morning Sun. Chasing the darkness and spreading light upon the earth. All cycles of life respond in unison to the birth of a new day. Words well chosen and a glorious topic make for great poetry. Well done. - Phil A.

    • Fay Slimm.

      Warm thanks Phil. - really appreciate your comments on my effort with words.

    • Pintu Mahakul

      A sun crouches to one more empty circle of dark's hollowed pouches . What an amazing expression this is really that scribbles mind of a reader. Glimmers on sightless horizon reveal light's celebration and this celebration pierces through mind's expression. This is very interesting poem and excellent with nice imagery.

      • Fay Slimm.

        My thank to you Pintu for this well-thought-out comment - so pleased you enjoyed the read.



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