Chasing the Sun

Whilst the world took no notice, we paddled our feet 
Down by shores edge, where the brine’s bittersweet 
Bubbles lap around, and sand displaces underneath 
Latency fills the air, seagulls squawk, fight, and eat

Still the world takes no notice, not even a tiny peep 
Perhaps it’s gone away, yeah, probably fell asleep 
Our past for the moment, melts deeper into the deep 
Strolling along together, where time seems to creep

Indeed the world takes no notice, not even a yawn 
We’re two grains of dust, on the infinite cosmic lawn
Lost in a strange moment, way past our life’s dawn 
Moving through the void, all too soon to be withdrawn 

As the world takes no notice, we take our chance to run
For if we move fast enough, might catch up with the sun, 
Prevent it from setting, then tomorrow will never come 
Least if we die trying, this last day will be endless fun

By
David Kavanagh
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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March 31, 2022 at 3:28 AM
"We’re two grains of dust, on the infinite cosmic lawn"..... In a sense aren't we too insignificant to be noticed? A profound poem offering philosophical insights into life ! Worth pondering over and again ! Great writing, David !
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March 31, 2022 at 3:55 AM
Thank you very much Valsa, We really are insignificant, but we still form part of the universe, which leads me to postulate we will always be part of it for all eternity, which in turn opens endless possibilities, cheers David
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March 17, 2022 at 7:25 PM
David, you've created an excellent poem that encapsulates the essence of life. At any point in our life, none of us knows what destiny holds; we can only be certain living in the moment, as unpredictable mayhem has a knack of reminding us.
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March 18, 2022 at 1:45 AM
Thank you Lasaad, indeed to take anything for granted in this life would be a folly, if we do get a moment of sheer enjoyment, try make the most of it, for who knows when random chaos will creep back in, cheers David
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March 17, 2022 at 3:40 PM
For some reason I've got this image of Putin pressing the button and the sun disappearing from view and just making the most of what little time we have left. Thought provoking verse David. Tom
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March 17, 2022 at 3:57 PM
Your pretty near the mark Tom, it’s essentially about facing death at any given moment in our lives, none of us know what’s in store tomorrow, we really can only be sure of the here and now, random chaos seems to have a habit of reminding us, we are not in control, cheers David
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