Poet Tellaferro Poet Free verse

Futures Past Iii

Cool is the evening air that touches 
my face standing there 
viewing time ebb and flow,
Memories. 

Run their course as a tear traces 
my countenance so much so little
To soon too late 
wishing I may. 
Feeling I might.
Know what is coming tonight as
the sun hides in his corona of fire.

Atomic specter rises, feel the after flash
slumbering are my thoughts
tangled are my memories 
In flux of all creation revolves around this crux
This is the Flash Point of my time 

I come to stand in the dark 
bright full of hours of midnight…

I crash my car into the storm 
I stare into the dark 
into my future as it is past
Feeling time slip casting 
past my sight
watching the plates shatter, 
the oranges and ornaments 
suspended in the supernova 

An infinite loop
Cosmic oscillations building 
bridges burning bright 
Bridges across time 
Across the Event Horizon 
Piercing a membrane of creation
three seconds to midnight
I take the flight, strata light
Arcing in the deepest void
To no where, no where, nothing known 
Dark bright full of hours at midnight…

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