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time pieces


The image of a wishful star:
A steady shine -- but still so far.
Like moments cast upon a screen.
all we've known, done and seen
We are the time that marches on
With much to do before we're gone.
 
 
Surreal images, photographs in time, scenarios played out of sequence
 
 
input that makes us dependent on a scientifically defined world,
magically transcended, hours transformed outside of measurement,
of time.
Even those horrific, catastrophic images that angrily cast you back
into a waking sweat and terror, even they are breakthrough respite,
catharsis to contain, secure, untenable memories, fears.
Immerse with your story’s most salient themes.
 
 
 
Tick Tock
Times a’creeping
Maidens weeping
beating rags along the river’s edge
shallow floods keep the land aware
 
 
The days are long, the nights are longer still
We've learned to play outside of time
Just passing through each moment as we will
Falling in and out of rhyme.
 
 
warm spirit and body
through the dark times,
built on timber, built on years
of sun, storm, forces claimed
and reconfigured to bring us here.
Reconnecting, anchoring to tales
told in firelight, warm wood, bright tinder,
holding ancient light, charms, secrets,
holding warmth to warmth,
life to life
year to year.
 
 
 
We move as we will in space,
Yet we move always in time
Whether we want or even know it
Ever onward through eternity;
Moment to moment
Encompassing all of our lives.
 
And yet they say there is no time, only now.
 
Every precious moment, every interminable hour, every slippery slovenly unrelivable day
an unrelenting onward and inward and outward soulesque surrounding eternity.
 
Where is now? Yes, everywhere, of course, but how do we divine the intention,
manifest the intention
give birth to form and substance
give meaning to the here and now that expands into times unknown?
 
How do we have meaning that stands true and real
that stands the test of time
that expands outward, strands playing in the breeze entangling and evolving?
 
How do we tame Now and make a dance of time, swinging and swaying
executing formal twirls of shadow and light to uplifted applause?
 
How do we account for time, yet spend it like raindrops, yet live in eternal awakening?
 
If it must be done, it must be done now!
There is no waiting room in eternity.
 
 
 
 
seek, in your own style, for yourself to learn
Of corners waiting yet to turn before our time is through.
And perhaps one day you'll say to me:
"Yes, the answer's here! Yes, the answer's clear!"
And you will say to all of us: "Here's what we must do."
Before our time is through . .
 
 
 
Swinging
in phase
with natural rhythms.
Shadow to light
entrained
with greater cycles.
Time through space.
Do ages collide?
Do stars expand
into tragic brilliance?
Do simple little twists
change worlds and consciousness?
Very early in the day,
just beyond the penumbra
of night, as magic
clashes with reason:
 
 
 
Reinstate time of bright lights in darkness,
of flagrant song, buoyant laughter,
twirling theme of ecstasy beyond reason or ration.
Reinstate the quiet sunrise
smell of pine and wild roses,
of limitless sky entertaining majestic formations of earth,
 
 
 
Take back your time.
Take back your right to self-valuation.
Take back your place
outside of the lines.
If our needs, self-fulfilling desires, greater
ecstatic glory and grace
are to be based
on solid infrastructure,
on fruitful interplay,
on free and freeing expression,
let us take hands in multi-rhythmed,
undulating, beatific dance.
Let us be and do and feel
that which gives us permission
to be whole.
 
 
 
Engage with this time,
this day.
Our world is but a moment.
Take it – play!
Raise a glass to you,
righteous pioneer.
Forward from here.
 
 
Look into the prism’s flame, wondrous worlds
never twice the same, mesmerized.
Happy to have this gift, this season, this time,
 
 
 
It's time to join in play
   where roles are dropped and laughter raised
   We're all buffoons, so clowns be praised
   It's time to shout out loud, ablaze
       "Enjoy the best of days!"
 
 
 
Dance, sing, self-embrace
and swing
Enjoy surprise, the changing tides,
this space in time while you’re alive.
 
 
Whirled reverberation
from eternal time. Messages pop like soap bubbles,
fly swiftly beyond imagined borders
to wonders of continents, oceans, possibilities
yet unexplored.
 
 
 
I wish you visions,
sweet dreams and
sweeter days.
I wish the world
a sweeter disposition.
I wish for peace,
for love,
for better times.
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Capricorn 2020


How do we tame Now,
make a dance of time, swinging, swaying,
twirls of shadow and light, silence and applause.
The days are long, the nights are longer still.
We've learned to play outside of time,
passing through each moment as we will,
falling in and out of rhyme.
Look into the prism’s flame, wondrous worlds
never twice the same.
Whirled reverberation from eternity.
Like moments cast upon a screen,
all we've known, done and seen.
Fly swiftly beyond imagined borders
to wonders of continents, oceans, possibilities
yet unexplored.
Enjoy surprise, the changing tides,
this space in time while you’re alive.
Our world is but a moment.
Take it – play!
Engage with this gift,
this day.
Built on years
of sun, storm, forces claimed
and reconfigured to bring us here.
Reconnecting, anchoring to tales
holding ancient light, charms, secrets,
holding warmth to warmth,
life to life,
year to year.
Raise a glass to you,
righteous pioneer.
Forward from here.
 
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How do we tame Now,
make a dance of time, lithely swaying
whirled reverberation from eternity,
twirls of shadow and light, silence and applause.
Like moments cast upon a screen,
all we've known, done and seen.
Days linger long, the nights cling longer still.
We learn to trace our steps outside of time,
passing through each movement as we will,
falling in and out of rhyme.
Stray swiftly beyond imagined borders
to possibilities yet unexplored.
Enjoy surprise, the changing tides,
this space in time while you’re alive.
Our world is but a moment.
Take it – play!
Engage with this gift,
this day.
Built on ages
of sun, storm, forces claimed
divine to bring us through though scathed.
Anchoring to tales binding
warmth to warmth,
life to life,
year to year.
Raise a glass to you,
courageous pioneer.
Forward from here

Last edited by libramoon, Dec/30/2019, 6:03 pm
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