The result o your swirling tongue
Circling mine,
Has turned into
A knot
On my left hand.
Time Time is the Essence of life
weaving moments
low and high
ticking slowly to tunes,
time, time,
time has a smile
it has a place
make your mark
make it today,
but don't get
lost and caught
in time! time! time!

by Bry Barrault

Other poems of BRY BARRAULT (1)

Comments (0)

There is no comment submitted by members.