Pantoum

Time Heals?

In time’s waiting room,
All alone I ail,
Licking clean my wound,
Masked beneath my veil.

All alone I ail,
Salvation passes by,
Masked beneath my veil,
Time turns a blind eye.

Salvation passes by,
I choke upon the pain.
Time turns a blind eye,
As I go insane.

I choke upon the pain
In time’s waiting room.
As I go insane
Licking clean my wound.

 

 

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If Only I Could Fly

If only I could fly,
There’s nothing that I wouldn’t see.
The world couldn’t pass me by,
It’d barely keep up with me.

There’s nothing that I wouldn’t see.
I’d soar around the planet.
It’d barely keep up with me,
I would pilot lands that span it.

I’d soar around the planet.
I would rocket to the moon.
I would pilot lands that span it,
Then I’d be gone too soon.

I would rocket to the moon,
Ascending toward the sun.
Then I’d be gone too soon
On to my next mission.

Ascending toward the sun
With my sights upon the stars.
On to my next mission,
Navigating quasars.

With my sights upon the stars,
The world couldn’t pass me by.
Navigating quasars,
If only I could fly.

 

After I thought I completed this poem, it occurred to me: if I add stanzas detailing each “stop”, it might make a decent children’s book. So, add that to the list of open projects. Finish this poem as a children’s book. Find someone to illustrate it.

 

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Ill-fated Quest

Shadows gobble up the light.
I can’t find my way back home.
In the day it’s dark as night.
Lost in the forest I roam.

I can’t find my way back home.
Panic rises in my chest.
Lost in the forest I roam,
Cursing this ill-fated quest.

Panic rises in my chest.
In the day it’s dark as night.
Cursing this ill-fated quest,
Shadows gobble up the light.

 

 

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