Out of time? Lost within?
Road passes beneath, wheels turning.
Crash, no, a subtle impact.
Unknown, concussion, concession of memory.
All but >now< lost within, swelling,
years peel away, head hits ground.
Weeks pass, unobserved.
Memories come, decades old.
>Now< works, yesterday remains.
What of yester year?
Will it return, or remain,
lost within, lost in time...
--Anonymous, 10:34am, 4/8/2014
Autobiographical, poetic commentary emphasizing compassion,
ones search for truth &
that which cannot be found except from within…
Consider well the altruism found here (to the great chagrin of 'detractors').
©Copyright 2006-2022 by RK, Planetary Poet Laureate (of the end time)
Tuesday, April 8, 2014
Turning home

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