Time Running Out a Jobim Tribute Poem
TIME RUNNING OUT
A mask a scarf
it's the light of the sun,
it's the glitter of the dew
it's a life begun
it's a blade of grass,
it is white, it's the dark,
it is black ,it is light,
it's a glow, it's a spark.
the clutter of life,
a word in the ear,
the noise in the night,
the point of the spear.
the centre of the world,
a walk in the park,
the look in the eye,
the song of the lark
it's the colour of the moon
it's the sound of your voice.
it's a chair, it's a stair,
it's a promise, it's a choice.
and the seconds tick by
of the time running out
it's the ifs and buts,
it's the uncertainty.
the arch, the shade,
the sheet, the bed,
the rhythm of the tide,
a garden shed.
a branch, a twig,
a hearty cheer,
a lock, a key,
the start of the year.
the star of the east,
the middle of the day,
the breeze in the trees,
it's a trap, it's a stray.
a hole, a ring,
a laugh, a scream,
a shout, a song,
the end of the dream.
and the seconds tick by
of the time running out
it's the ifs and buts,
it's the uncertainty.
inspired by the style of the lyrics of Antonio Carlos Jobim's English lyrics to 'The Waters of March
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2017
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