Best Lost Track Of Time Poems

Written by: David William Breidenthal and Jake Ponce 

D: Blessed breeze sweeps over us 
J: Whenever I leave the door ajar at night, 
J: I felt myself grow pale from the humid howls 
D: Gravity pulls us down to the ground 
J: Shadows in hiding...

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why would we doubt 
the existence of immortality

will love be eternal ?

perhaps we lost track of time
immersed in selfish ambition
hypnotized in beauty
floated above the charm

try to ask the mirror
who always tell the truth 

do we have
remained the same?
will get forehead wrinkles
eyebrows and eyelashes will change...

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30 January 2021

The prodigy has turned prodigal
Making silver spoons out of gold medals
While the hearsay deepens about clandestine meetings
I fix myself a plate of pity party, for I know nobody
I don’t even know myself 
The prodigy is now pedestrian
Crossing roads without a care 
And I...

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Once told you I wanted you, Look at us now. Feel that I need you. I’m not quite sure how. Let you in and I don’t want you to leave. Is this something you can believe. 
I’m losing myself in your expression, not letting you...

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My Iphone softly played Reveille as my 4:30 morning alarm.  Without opening my eyes, I found the phone in the dark and tapped off the alarm.

I gradually worked my way out of the guest bedroom bed where I have been sleeping the past few...

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 Was it yesterday , when I lost track of time 

Was it last night when I saw you

that  these  lips yearned once again

for wafting spice  from heated wine .

Was it  last night when you got too close

Was it that...

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My old home town, 12 years old and playing in the hay
preparing feed as I waited for sunrise, that fateful day
The suns warm rays broke the dark crispness of my world
Just as if windblown leafs,  the rays of light began to whorl

It nudged life,...

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Bob and Hannah went to fish in Wassamassaw Bay.
They told their mom they would return for church so they could pray.
But both of them lost track of time, returning way past noon.
The sun was down and it was dark and there was a full moon.

“What...

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Lies told to deceive your soul;
let dying dreams drown in tears.
And you fall into a hole;
that deepens over the years.

Squandering away your youth;
you somehow lost track of time.
And realizing the truth
hastens anxiety's climb.

Lured by flattery's sweet sway;
you cling to dreams to survive.
And secret your hurt...

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Drifting Thoughts


Today I fed a duck.
He dined alone,
gluten free diet,
no bread for him.

Watched a squirrel
bury an acorn
only to have it stolen
by a stalker from
another tree.

At the pond
the Osprey
caught more fish than I did.

Offered my SPF 50 lotion
to the sunbathing turtles.

Laughed out loud
alone, kayak drifting,
on the...

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Gluggamous-fluggamous
Grandfather Thaddeus
went to the grocery store
bought him a lime

Home with tequila and
salt coated shot glass he
unceremonious
lost track of time.

Spitimy-bitimy
Grandma Penelope
done with her work early
home she did race.

One glance at Grandfather
mega-monstrosity
Grandma retreated to
Clyde's warm embrace

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inspired by John Wulf's McWhirtle...

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The madman chalked red X’s
on the sidewalks of the houses 
if he suspected 
or had evidence
that people there 
were unkind to each other, 
or their dogs.

When he was a young man,
he studied hobo signs 
chalked on railroad cars, mailboxes, fences, 
buildings in barn yards, 
in...

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Just as his marbles ran beneath bed, he lost track of time, when he
Advanced to find them; but spied shoe box with Grandma's grands
Her hands had labelled names to each stash; he claimed his stock and went to shop
Money was plentiful; grams good business sense...

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I feel as if I could eat myself alive

I’ve already managed to bury myself alive, only on the inside

I’ve been stuck in this dark place all by myself for what seems like forever

Maybe it has been forever, I’ve lost track of time ever since you...

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“What was I thinking? I lost track of time.”
Running to the seaside home before the clock is nine
The water cooling from the heat of summer
Her feet are numb from the cool temperatures that plunder
Across the waters, towards the house she glides
Beating the forceful midmorning tides
Ah...

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