Sean Cosslett Moore Poet Free verse

Ancient History

calendar pages in the wind
super eight (up) memories
     whispering in
   thundering silence
reminding

time for counting tree rings
remembering

there is a time and countenance

i hear a timeclock taking
tocking ticking taking
     slaking
a thirst in sand

in time to measure shadows
remebering

there is a time and consequence

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