Time is speeding out of control
as life is slowing down
The minutes of my memory
lost hours going round
My eyelids close, the past on fire
last vestige still to find
One image flashes bright and clear
all darkness cast behind
The calendar in ruins
this moment left in charge
The future marching backwards
—the present looming large
(Burlington, North Carolina: April, 2018)
- Author: Kurt Philip Behm ( Offline)
- Published: April 19th, 2018 11:54
- Category: Unclassified
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- Users favorite of this poem: Laura🌻
Comments3
Kurt,
A super write that made me think about many things from my past, my present, and what is to be for me! There is “One imagine” that “flashes bright and clear” that I look forward to!
~Laura~
What I was hoping for!
Thanks Laura
Lirt
Your finishing stanzas never fail to impress. Your writing style is concrete and it's a refreshing thing to see every time I read your work. I don't know if I've mentioned this before, but I'm also from North Carolina. Small world.
Thanks Nicholas, very kind. I actually live in Pennsylvania, but
was is NC for the Furniture Market in Highpoint.
Kurt
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