You have a lot to say, my dearest dear
But it’s too good of you to think that I can read
What hasn’t yet been written, or can hear
What hasn’t yet been spoken, to proceed
What we have said already, sorting out
The main from meaningless, in order to believe
That love is real, and our time is not about
Some words unspoken, or some texts not yet received.
Just trust me..I am going to spin a yarn, I am a politican!
Now would i do you real harm?
I drink of your company
and dine on your laughter
I bathe in your kisses
and glow ever after
You fuel me forever
We are a force divine
and I expect our love to last all tests of time
Love to Last the Test of Time
I wrote you a poem in real time in IM on a phone! Artimus (C) Susan Manley 12:45AM 11/12/23
All are fools upon the earth
Biblical tool enquiry worth
We'll wait, till death negates our birth
Unless in Christ, we're found I state.
Atheists say, of such is comment grate.!
©18-6-2023
Russian nuking fears
Nagasaki in Japan
A fat man has squealed
Saying goodbye to all that’s past,
tomorrow slipped away
The moment cherished, the instant pure
—living for today
(Dubois Wyoming: September, 2021)
sitting
thinking
watching
what goes
on and on every
day but at such a rate
of speed
time exceeding
light might this be
how time travel feels
from my bench speedily
future time lapse seems to be
feeding
pigeons rapidly
so dastardly so to
be throwing seeds
at machine gun speeds
as if to kill but will reverse
the clock
slower until
turning over time
until going backwards
with words now in past tense
tension making me think who i was
so as if
in Dickens
to see my beginnings
begin again watching myelf
watching television of a given year
'77 a Czechoslovakian movie remembered
"Tomorrow
I Will Wake and
Scaled Myself With
Tea" though really it's
coffee but time travel is
so exhausting forgetting
forgotten
some simple
memories that
flash before me
still presently sitting
on a park bench in real-time
The clock which
runs the cosmos
is spinning,spinning
giving off
energy
The light
which the universe
gives off
is shining, shining brightly
The stars which
adorn the
sky
are twinkling
twinkling eternally
All the love
of the universe
is ours to seek
Mortal concerns
are blown away
by cosmic winds
Let the earth
beneath your
feet
inspire you
to taste
the joys of
these latter day
dawns
The earth is revolving
revolving around
it's very own
special star
and changing
finite time into
real time
something we
can grasp
before nightfall
footfall
in the mall-
surfing off-line
So then did I follow the ways of my youth down all the days of tomorrow
Only to find I had left some behind written in sad lays of sorrow
Turning and burning in embers of fires long since doused
Traces of faces forgetting laughing unheard from a time that we cared
Wrinkled old cheeks so past wetting reasons and seasons regretting
Oh for an hour neath that old water tower
Fumbling and feeling the moon
Tasting and wasting the nights and the flights
of fanciful dreaming in tune
Sitting back resting in this garden's charms
Looking at eden so long
Feeling the realness of you in my arms
I thankfully know I belong
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