Short Untimed Poems

A tempest swept in,
transporting my thoughts

The past to the future,
and back to today

Recapturing memories,
beginning again

Untimed reminiscence
—the present relayed

(Dreamsleep: February, 2021)...

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Seafoam dreams massage deep into my scalp,
as uncomely thoughts drift drain-ward destined. 
A warm, white noise water rush of comfort 
cradles me back to the days of my womb home, 
with the only goal of growing and thriving.


11/9/19...

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No clock can lay claim
  to the moment untimed

Though hands finely set
  still a mystery divine

Each tick plays a cadence
  to what is now past

But what of the future
  its measure uncast

We plot and record it
  hours, minutes, they chime

As all fantasy escapes
  —this delusion of time

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)...

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If you knew the words were killing you,
  would you choose then not to write

Would more calendar days still left to live
  make up for the darkness and blight

Would the time by days now measured
  equal those countless moments untimed

Would you die then forever—and over again
  or just once in an ending that rhymed

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)...

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His thoughts are racing.
He is a clever man.
Adverse winds a-chasing.
Eagles soaring with command.

Mere trampling of this soil,
a massive anthill built.
We mourn the young man’s untimed? death,
the unseen had him ill.
Distant wheels are screeching - Bang!
Man-made let her down.
I’m taking back the words I said.
I saw it made you frown.

Wisdom?
Sacred blood coursing my veins.

My thoughts;
Eagles soaring with command
Exalting Her
and what by God was made....

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I used to live in a watch 
I followed the movements of the screws and cogs 
It isn’t till recently I broke out of that box 
Now I live life untimed 
Free from the rudementary 

But without that who are we 
Without purpose, movement or symmetry 
Without the hand the face is lost 

Now I’m a watch without batteries forever stoped 

If only I were a sun clock, then my dependability would never stop 

But a las I am not 
I am not
But a faceless clock to a lost watch 
Forever stoped...

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