in the quick
roaring spin
of time
moments cascade into yesterday
like a waterfall in a dream
a flower
a stolen hour
a superpower
a viper
a sniper
a windshield wiper
spin in the eternal eddy
as the man behind the mask
harbors secrets
hidden meanings
glimpsed through patchy fog
too dangerous to share
with anyone but you
all the rocks and all the stars
the reasons poetry and symbolism exist
I'm just a visitor
a loner with a boner
in the star magnificence
an existence
devoid of meaning
and grace
the battered corpses of love
strewn along my tracks
yet still there is wonder
us
them
uncertainty
the unknown
the astounding scheme of things
hypnotized we wander
Casanova
a supernova
Martina Navratilova
a candelabra
a chupacabra
choose the next palabra
time sails by on the breeze
and yet
like you
I stand my ground
in for a penny
in for a pound
along for the ride
starry-eyed
and hanging on every word
this blast
from the past
brought to you by
the
lingering
essence
of
me
i am just a visitor...recognizing that...so true...merely an essence...yet we are the sum of all that is our past...
ReplyDeleteWonderful, that life continues to bless us with wonder......love the "starry-eyed" in for a penny in for a pound! Go get 'em, Tim!
ReplyDeleteLa siguiente palabra? Leyenda?
ReplyDelete__I have, without control, been thinking a lot about tiempo lately. I'm either ahead or behind (mostly) of what time tells me I should be. If I, and time share the same foot-print, its accidental.
"time sails by on the breeze"
_m
Well Mr Visitor you really shown brightly with this one. I enjoyed this a lot.
ReplyDelete"yet still there is wonder" - and isn't that a great thing? Loved your blast from the past, Tim.
ReplyDeleteWonderful ... leaves me in awe ... and speechless
ReplyDeletePlayful. I was alternately laughing and meditating.
ReplyDeleteCheers,
Mark Butkus
I like the humor, Timo,well-mixed with the alienation and muted despair--and any poem with chupacabras in it works for me. Last lines are remarkable--and its a great triumph to be able to keep those stars in the eyes from falling.
ReplyDeleteSuch grand word play - I love how it affects the beat of your poem, and who could not smile at 'a loner with a boner' used as a line of poetry?
ReplyDeleteBRIAN, SHERRY, MAGYAR (You're either on daylight savings time--or not--no wonder it's confusing! Here, we don't go in for that kind of folly!)
ReplyDeleteBOOGULOO, TALON, CHEVREFEUILLE, MARK,
HEDGEWITCH (chupacabras--I knew you'd be familiar with them)
KERRY--Thanks so much...I was wondering who would be the first to mention THAT line!
I love this~it has such great rhythm to keep it fast-paced. Of course, any time I find someone else that has ever mentioned the chupacabra I'm delighted!
ReplyDeletehypnotized we wander
ReplyDeleteCasanova
a supernova
Martina Navratilova..... made me smiles... i always love how you take the real deep thoughts, the essence of life and clothe it like a vagabond that brings it to us so carefree and un-artificial..loved it tim
seriously i would not mind if we did not have it but then i guess somewhere that causes trouble...darn hard getting up in the dark though
ReplyDeleteI loved the rhythm of this --I want it whispered in my ear I think--great write--
ReplyDeleteNice rhythm in this, I enjoyed it :)
ReplyDeletefantastic, as always...
ReplyDelete"a flower
a stolen hour
a superpower"
Wonderful... I loved, of course:
ReplyDeleteI'm just a visitor
a loner with a boner
in the star magnificence
an existence
devoid of meaning
and grace
the battered corpses of love
strewn along my tracks
always a deceptive simplicity but then, depth... xxxj
we all have our times when we feel like we are visitors
ReplyDeletefour animal dedication senryu
... stolen catnip ... yummy ..
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