Ticking Time
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a mystical flying marauder
soared in from space
ten thousand years of time
throughout my two hours
fathom out the lake, icicle has risen
an utter lack of pulse and recess of air
we were both hence unmoving
I rant dawn and not despair
scattering pearls to steer in combers
walking yesteryear to retrieve origins
as global traces through inner spaces
in pulse to vanish, back to beyond
with a period not pressing boldness
then unfolded undeniably further
1st Place Contest Winner
A BRIAN STRAND INFORMEL Poetry Contest
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Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2022
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