One Thought Following Another Poem by Mark Heathcote

One Thought Following Another



I am only a shadow of light
a syrupy dewdrop waiting to fall
suspended for a moment;
a rainbow on its journey
where two ends never meet.
But if you blink, there are no ends at all
there never was a rainbow, it-was-imaginary,
a trick of the mind trying its best
to phantom a passage lightyears on
one thought following another
since the dawning of time
Anon, anon, anon.

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