Fleeting Poem by John Prophet
Fleeting
Like a
breath.
It comes
then it
goes.
A blink.
In a blink.
What was
young turns
old.
What was
old turns
ancient.
Irrelevance,
pure
irrelevance.
In a breath,
irrelevant.
Fleeting sparks.
Sparks
in the
dark.
Barely there.
Barely there
at all!
Echos, ripples
in the dark.
In the void.
Eons pass.
All forgotten.
Deep time
devours all,
leaving nothing.
Nothing
at all.
Time flies away from us before we ever realise it..love this ...10 Lodigiana x
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4/28/2024 5:21:12 AM # 1.0.0.1119
" fleeting: adjective lasting for a very short time." I hope my (and your) nothingness was appreciated by some, even if fleetingly. I'm ready and waiting to blink OUT! ! bri :)
Hi Brian, Thank you kindly for reading my. JP
Hi Brian, Thank you kindly for reading my work. JP