Time And Space(S) Poem by Christine Austin Cole
Time And Space(S)
“It is still early enough, ”
I tell myself
But the day, this day,
[Today]
Refuses to listen.
Time collapses under the weight
Of circumstance and introspection,
- Imploding -
In a kaleidoscope of color,
Bearing down upon me
Like storm clouds
thick with rain.
I’ve no choice but to make myself
Small, to squeeze myself into the
- Vacuous -
Little spaces between the words,
Tucking myself in
Between the unimaginatively
Simple black font.
“It is still early enough”
Some will say
But October has come
[Again]
And I cannot bear it.
My tiny, little spaces,
These rivulets for the rain,
Will be the only thing
Keeping me
- Moderately -
Sane.
This poem is a dark star it gets the message across, of an abstract space you frequent. With less time, less space and more gravity. Maybe like me expectations are lost. A poem I can relate to, as I too frequent a similar space.10/10
This piece allows the reader to think….thank you for sharing your thoughts with us. May peace and joy fill your heart each and everyday. Scott
a philosophical one...yes time and space are limited and we are supposed to squeeze in them...the imagery is interesting...well composed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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vacuous little spaces that fills the silent mating between the detached plastic and feeling skin…