Best Mark Time Poems

Here in the heavy depths of insolent woes,
We gesture and talk and waste our time,
Staking claim to each minute of our earthly life,
Running the hours through a clock by the day,
Never sated, not content to find even love,
Buried deep inside the petals of a perfect...

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The Dilettante Diaries: “Blue Highway at the Cross Roads”







here waits LOVE

waiting at the

cross roads

3 mark time

silent

guarded with

their

Love



Blood.



lyrics and stories

codes in Blue

and other

Rainbow hues

reflected

in mirrors

3 mark time

silent

guarded with

their

Love



2 hidden

the Gauntlet thrown down

x 1



Crosses over the Blue Highway 


Listens.
Loves.





(Lovejoy-Burton/September 2018)
Luke 9:20 (KJV)
1 Corinthians 13:13 (NIV)










1. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1qIc2rGWINo

2. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O5uN3B2YXWM

3....

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So much to wish for and so little time.
I really must get my life back in line.

So much I had hoped for that did no0t come about;
But I can't fix a thing if I sit down and pout.

There's still time to do it, don't sit...

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still bearing scars
they proudly mark time
the vets parade...

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allusive winds splatter metal amok
chasing leaves mark time across
cement jungles of error burn ravishing
imprints across eyes of the innocent

seasons beckon sweeping funnels
bitter rage evacuates human hope,
abounding distrust hidden in halls
echoing colorless, delectable death

hallow your hearts, replete lies seek
obstruction rebuilt to the core of 
Capitol HIll,...

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My Parting Gifts

REMIT TO THE NATION…
Stand up and confront the scorn of the crowd,
Truth does not depend on the brash or the proud.
Your word is your bond, your heart is your vow,
Never bend to the trends that beguile here and now.

SUBMIT TO CREATION…
Respect all creation...

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Most days, my thoughts
Are consumed by phantom pugilism
With things that once were
But long in absentia.

I re-trace the missteps,
That became teaching tools,
In the grandeur of life;

My unspoiled moments,
The fourth dimension has purloined,
Leaving me to mark time
With no pronounced purpose....

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From my eyes
you kiss sleep
and the beats
of two hearts
mark time 
as night turns day.
Sunrise plays
a soft tune
and runes
of light write free,
as the beats
of our hearts
in perfect counter-point
create
the morning song....

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Asleep


Now that they're all asleep
Suspended in lies
I wait for the snow to stop
I don’t want to miss the moment when the world stops
And everything is still
That moment that no hand can cease from moving 
But when it hits the top of the arc it as...

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O Melancholy, my home-alone friend,
With Indolence conspiring to mark time,
With best intentions, and thoughts unpenned,
And faded vision, as the perfect rhyme,
So almost, so not quite, so very close,
Distracted by my wastrel amigos.

If I could somehow loosen ties that bind,
And hold me in such unrelenting thrall,
If...

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The gray ladies drift down the hall
They remind me of the clouds that drift inland from the gulf
Meandering and listless with no apparent purpose
Oh they have somewhere to go
If only they could remember
They will eventually become stormy and weep
Yet, know one will understand that it...

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O Melancholy, my home-alone friend,
with Indolence conspiring to mark time,
with best intentions, and thoughts unpenned,
and faded vision, as the perfect rhyme,
so almost, so not quite, so very close,
distracted by my wastrel amigos.

If I could somehow loosen ties that bind,
and hold me in such unrelenting thrall,
if...

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Existence travels lineally
In whirlwinds of emotion
Colored logarithmically
And perceived equivocally

Expression mere epitaph

Knowledge serendipity strung
Till the bubble bursts

Frozen peaks of discovery
Cataloged in the hermitage of worth

- Mark Time -

Hermetically sealed
Peddled for a dime...

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Love speaks
Feel heart peak
As joy tweaks


Truth tells
Know stern spell
Touch feels well


Live feel
Know what heals
Watch peace thrill


Joy hurls
Touch warm curl
Feel wit swirl


Faith knows
Hope sculpts show
Feel deep flow


Sense touch
Frame as much
Sparks as such


Prompt feel
Join fine will
In stance still


Forge wit
As strands fit
Poise that hit


Taste dream
Touch deep streams
In light...

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Twilight found me
standing at my window.
Waiting for something new.
The same question in my head.
What is my destiny?
Am I never to be allowed to  breath
the sweet scent of Loves flower?
Am I to forever live with the scar 
of my one youthful wrong deed.
I  can...

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