Brett White

Freshman - 718 Points (12-04-1983 / Fort Smith, AR)

Time Flies In Such A Non-Linear Way... - Poem by Brett White

Time flies in such a non-linear way,
And to memories of you, my thoughts sway.
While other countries go to war,
Without knowing what they're fighting for,
I lay beneath the stars on an August night,
Where only my thoughts and cicadas give flight.
Wolves howl across a Missouri plain,
Sleeping in Prairie State Park, against the grain.
And as the Light slowly closes out,
And you'll be the one I cannot be without,
Forever better or forever worse,
Through any blessing or seeming curse,
My thoughts will guide you through the Storm,
Until you return to me, late, but true to form.

Topic(s) of this poem: depression, loss, love, time


Comments about Time Flies In Such A Non-Linear Way... by Brett White

  • Kelly Kurt (9/10/2015 11:59:00 AM)


    A deep and lovely poem, Brett. Thanks (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 10, 2015

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 10, 2015


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