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Keely Gilmour Poem
Hindsight
you are watching someone all too familiar
hovering anxiously above and apart
a shadow puppet
bound to neither be seen nor heard
again you sigh and shake your head
they stumble down the wrong path
unhurried though running offensively late
how many times must you wince
as they pluck poison berries
and wash them down with tainted water?
as they lose themselves
amongst dense bracken
chasing mirages of shimmering falsehood?
your lofty position proves advantageous
panoramic views for miles
surveying hidden shortcuts
pitfalls peppered with sharp spikes
to break bones and tear flesh
charming strangers with arms outstretched
and naught but ill intentions...
you scream until your throat bleeds black
you wring your hands and cry of frustration
as they stagger toward a cliffs sharp edge
to plummet and shatter like porcelain
for they do not hear you
they can not hear you
and veiled by tears
now you yourself
are flying blind
Copyright © Keely Gilmour | Year Posted 2019
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Keely Gilmour Poem
The Big Crunch Hypothesis
in times past it all had felt so distant
I was an aphid in an unkempt garden of eden
and my eyes, they were far too dim, too weak
and the view was far too vibrant
and the stars,
however bright they glistened,
resided light years away
and the oceans, though they beckoned
had seemed far too deep to swim
and my world was so astoundingly vast
and I
was so incredibly small
and then...
as if in the time it takes to exhale...
the all expansive universe retracted like elastic
a shimmering haze of the Milky Way now shrouds my city like a fog
and in the morning I brush the comets from my hair
the sun, once so divinely elusive
serves as a lamp on my bedside table
Saturn’s miraculous rings adorn my hands and decorate my ears
and the Earth?
my whole world in its entirety
exists suspended amidst the freckles on your cheek
Copyright © Keely Gilmour | Year Posted 2019
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