WILLOW'S MAGPIE No. 41 |
No more than a fragment saved
A perfect fragment
In a perfect square
Of time itself.
Brush strokes of time
An exclamation mark reversed
Foretelling midnight and
The end of time itself.
Bid time return once more
In fragments, hour by hour
Counted by heartbeats
In a perfect circle
Until the end of time itself.
And you scolded me that you are not a poet! Harummmmph!
ReplyDeleteA lovely bit of language; a polished gem for the ear & heart!
ReplyDeleteAloha from Waikiki :)
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so much worth to be read even at 03.30 in the morning - love the "exclamation mark reversed
ReplyDelete" ! please have a wonderful thursday you all.
daily athens
p.s.: and yes, returned from a four day escape towards home, only to loose me suitcase with nearly all poetry books ever owned ... sigh ... life ...
"Until the end of time itself" ...beautiful, Friko. Thank you for your lovely words.
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Kay, Alberta, Canada
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I love the elegant geometry of this piece, Friko.
ReplyDeleteYou have taken a difficult abstract image and written an elegant little poem that describes it very well indeed.
ReplyDelete"Bid time return once more
ReplyDeleteIn fragments, hour by hour." Lovely lines.
I've been edified once again. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteI was intrigued by your 'exclamation mark reversed', as my immediate reaction to the photo, was 'it's upside down' ! I like the perfect circle of a square clock face...
ReplyDeleteYou are as quick as Willow with your poems. It takes me forever to decide what I see and put it into words. I think I am looking with the wrong eyes.LOL
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This is one of those poems that reach deep within one, despite its (apparent) simplicity. Many thanks. It was an enjoyable read.
ReplyDeleteGreetings from London.
"An exclamation mark reversed..."
ReplyDeleteI didn't see it at first, but you're right; there it is.
And the "i" of itself, repeated so beautifully, got me to thinking, yes i and exclamation mark, in reflection.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and inspiring, Friko.
XO
WWW
A complex and brilliant piece.
ReplyDeleteAnd the exclamation mark upside
down, morph to the eternal "i",
omniscient, introspective, metaphysical,
there in the eleventh hour you
contemplate that just beyond the
reach of your slender fingers and
your keen mind, time, or at least
the measurement of movement,
does not exist, that all is one, and
one is now, and circular, that great
god-snake eating its own tail,
the universe still expanding,
you as entity there covered in
rainbows, reviewing this moment,
and planning the next, still
anchoring in the now.
Sounds lovely, looks good too.
ReplyDelete"Bid time return once more". Aye. Therein lies the rub.
ReplyDeleteThe circle continues - this piece is wonderfully descriptive and provocative.
ReplyDeleteAt a recent family gathering , the brush strokes of time were obvious .
ReplyDeleteI love the phrase . It's gentle which is just right for that slow transformation .
Polished words, elagance eluding the ever fading time... nice poetry.
ReplyDeleteI love the upside down exclamation mark! Nice piece, Friko.
ReplyDeletehour by hour
ReplyDeleteCounted by heartbeats
And they happen without our being conscious of them, most of the time...
nice!!
ReplyDeleteI am new to blog poetry, and learning all the time. Thank you for the chance to read this.
ReplyDeleteSends a shiver down my spine....
ReplyDeleteA yearning that stays with us..lovely!
ReplyDeleteein "russisches" Gedicht, wirklich sehr schön und tiefgründig.
ReplyDeleteRenée
I like this artwork. Don't know what the artist intended, but I like the YI and bowling balls juxtaposed. I suppose we see what we want to see.
ReplyDeleteYou never disappoint, Friko. A lovely piece. And I share the interest in the topsy-turvy grammar.....¡ ! ¡ !
ReplyDeleteVery nice, Friko. I especially liked,
ReplyDelete"A perfect fragment
In a perfect square
Of time itself.."
This is wonderful. I came up with nothing for this Magpie - Maybe I was trying too hard. After my first attempt I was so excited but this week just a bit fat zero. Yours is sweet and thoughtful.
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