Time Cloisters Poem by Patti Masterman

Time Cloisters



Time cloisters under the rafters,
Time splatters boisterous stars,
Time signifies all and nothing-
Time which fattens itself on wars.

Time has fingers; push-me pull-me,
Time has plans like night time dreams-
But time's gargantuan quagmire's shifting,
Swallowing your lucid schemes.

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