#alfresco
if I could rise up
as a Homer's character
and call for ruler
to ebb the inevitable
if I could call you
before its too late
and move my pawns upon you
casting alchemy
if I were to ever know
to define needs and desires
to be hysterically deviant
before it mattered
if I could have seen
what it would been
walking pavements with you
and having an alfresco meal
if I could have keyed
my grandfather’s watch
to exist again in the moment
and dwell on the thought
if I were to ever understand
the sound of clock and
fading pulse of our hearts
to be nigh analogues
if I could have
seen the world’s ends
and ranged my life
between the extremes
if I could have
borrowed your wings
for a span dolled over time
till the lapse of angst
could this be gnarling fate?
or just our folly?
leaving bated breaths and sighs
for there is no time
for there is no tomorrow
to accord with or may be confute
all the static beliefs and floating IFs
Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 1:55 AM UTC
Equivalent to a million crystals the lightning glistens
The unsung poet writes quatrains for not a soul listens
A storm alfresco equibalanced the musing of the writer
Inside the poet's mind there isn't a single parameter
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Nov 10, 2020
Nov 10, 2020 at 4:20 PM UTC