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Time and Reality

Time and Reality   To snatch the worlds of what you once were Cannot be held in the palm of your hand Friends dead and gone, you’ll wish to reconnect They’ll not--the past gone--the loss of that land.   What were you then, and what are you now, What do you chase, when you are low? This world hurts, for you do not grow You must, if you can, lose the foe. The "foe" agin’ reality that will help to go To growth, and renewal, though you throw The roots, the stems, of what you would know. Who are you, my friend, my self, to know? We try, we always attempt to know us Difficult to work without the show-us But try hard to solve the mystery Of meditation that would make one’s history.   The priests of knowledge will always tell Go history, go, to study your knell You must, in order to move that bell Order, structure and practice will prove Time, now, to get in the groove.   Love, Love, and meeting each other Brings riches and life one to another We all need that fabulous grace As we meet each other face to face.   Extend, extend, your time together Enjoy, work hard, no matter the weather Time flees quickly, as you will see Fritter it not, or you may not be Given Life on the Proverbial Tree.   Carol Rae Bradford, 6:00 pm to 6:45 pm January 12, 2025, Monday Amended January 13, 2015 @ 5:35 am Amended again, January 14-2015 12:40 pm (c) Final @ 3/6, 2015, 6:30 pm & 3/12/7:48 am

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Date: 4/5/2016 8:50:00 PM
Carol Rae Bradford, awesome poem. LINDA
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Date: 8/21/2015 2:40:00 AM
Carol, I like this very much **SKAT**
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Date: 4/28/2015 3:26:00 AM
I like your thoroughness and meticulous skill. An orgasmic piece...7+++!
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