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The Magic Of Words

THE MAGIC OF WORDS

NOW and HERE
Is the one and only
NOWHERE
Everywhere

One blink of the I
And back-to-front
NOW is reversed
For it is time

Time to be WON
The time has arrived
As NOW reveals
Its eternal nature

Pure consciousness
Unsullied
TIME is reversed
For it is EMIT

Time to emit
Heaven’s light
As within, as without
Time to shine on

Heads bowed
Hands together
It is TIME NOW
Let us play

It Seems

IT SEEMS

Life is good
It seems
But not all the time

And so we try to pick and choose

Life is bad
It seems
But not all the time

And so we try to pick and choose

What life is
It seems
Is a mixture of the above

We may wish to pick and choose

But the choice
It seems
Is not always ours to make

Some wishes, some choices
It seems
Have been stolen from us

Time is the acknowledged thief
It seems
But no arrest is expected

In the foreseeable future

Whatever

WHATEVER

Without our past …
Whatever its attributes
It led us to this moment
When thoughts of it
Arise in our mind
Let us honour it
Release the thought
And proceed

Time Lapses (Republished)

TIME LAPSES

Time lapses
Into emptiness
Hung in webbing of
Indefinable echoes
Between moon phases
Again
It’s now
Alone

Details In The Thread

DETAILS IN THE THREAD

The tree spreads
The fawn is small
Shelters, nurtured

Air – as will water
Will fill or empty
Whatever space
Is encountered
At this time

Large – as small
Dissolves
As time shucks off
Its shackles
And chuckles

Contented

Discipline: Senryu

DISCIPLINE

A waking daydream.
Yesteryear is here again.
No! Time to move on.

Unfinished Love Poem

UNFINISHED LOVE POEM

Lay it aside for a while
Maybe days or weeks
Sometimes even years

Till all falls into place
A significant poem will
Always find its moment

And in that moment
Their writer will also
Find a completeness

Those not significant
Reveal themselves as such
And are easily thrown away

Cosy Castle

COSY CASTLE

Out in the black a tiny spark
Blooms into flaming flesh
That flickers, a fiery dancer
Amidst a slowly forming picture
Imagined, improved, approved as
Yes … that castle only dreamt of
Time and effort bring it into view
With towers, turrets and bartizans
Crenellations atop sturdy walls
Moat and drawbridge, portcullis
A statement of power, of dominion
A protection gainst any assault
From the envious or less fortunate
Fully equipped with arrow slits
Endless ramparts, battlements
Murder holes and oubliettes
Till in time as will in time all
The tide turns and with a sigh
The sandcastle returns to sand

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This is a response to Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #80

Wall Calendar: Shadorma

WALL CALENDAR

Turn over
For another month.
Summer’s done.
Autumn’s here.
Make the most of it; winter’s
Just round the corner.

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Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 142, 1st of the Month #Poet’sChoice

Some Regal Choices

SOME REGAL CHOICES

One may refrain
From clinging to
An abandoned
Past dwelling
Maybe hovel
Maybe palace
Or simply dreamt

One may refrain
From dwelling
On what may
Or may not
Befall one
In some yet
Imagined future

Or instead
Eschewing either
Call a halt
Place one’s
Frail attention
On an awareness
Of the current moment

For time
Like a river
Has a current
And each moment
An opportunity
Before it has gone
… Forever

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