Metaphorical Life

Once in lifetime  i stopped a little
          and so I did ... I consulted
            hours of life and saw that
          the legs of the time clock
          had been astray  for
          distances ...
          It was night mouth and night
          now she had lost that
           reddish hue, it was already
           invisibly dark
           I screamed and I did not hear an echo ...
            Knowing that fish
           they sleep in the bed of the rivers,
           I leaned against the slope
           of the hill, at the foot of the mountain
           and I began to speak in glossolalia,
          or xenoglossia ... I'm not sure ...
          I just remembered that I have
          the key of time, and so
          He cannot catch me ...
          Then I fell asleep ...!
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May 23, 2019 at 6:00 PM
I had to read this poem again Alkas. Such beauty in your words. Certain lines and images just take my mind away. This poem is loaded with them. "it was already invisibly dark..."; "the legs of the time clock had been astray", and " (time) cannot catch me ...". Simply brilliant Alkas. BRILLIANT!!!
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May 23, 2019 at 7:27 AM
Another great one Alkas. I always believed that glossolalia, since it is the "language" that everyone would be able to understand, was music. All the World over music is expressed and understood by every body. Along with body language expressed in the form of dance.
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