Wrinkles by the Second
Time is a non linear construct, untouchable, yet felt.
Untouchable yet
felt, two hands and a face age -
Wrinkles by [the] second.
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To See You Again
If walls could talk what would they say? I am always here night and day - I live in a land frozen in time underground in an abandoned mine. These tunnels have been empty for years the quiet stays in the canals of the tinniest ears. I have never seen the sunlight, and have never felt the rain. Oh, what I would do to see peoples’ faces again. I miss the small lamps, the hard work and chipping, the horses pulling carts full of yellow stone to make a living. Occasionally a spider might come along that I may befriend, I’d let it decorate me with webs but sadly, it moves on and I am alone again.
By Rosie J. Sargent3 years ago in Poets
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including this one...so good
Nicely done.
Awesome!!!