Ephemeral Sphere by Alison McKenzieEphemeral sphere spins round and round
The clock is ticking its
Tick tock sound
While you and I and other souls
Remain amongst the bound
Look left and right
And right and left
Become the sorrowed tear, bereft
And navigate through gaping knolls
The edge of canyons cleft
I sit in awe
Admiring night
Anticipate the dawning light
When contemplation questions rise
Intimidating height
Twinkle twinkle little star
I puzzle on
Just who you are
Or if you house a species wise
I wonder from afar
To stay is death
And this I know
Id rather leave than die a slow
And suffering smile steels cross my face
Enjoyment does bestow
I sheath a sword
Of sweet demise
And all that gloried love belies
O save myself from times disgrace
The human compromise
07/12/2007
Author's Note: Title borrowed with permission from my love's comment on a previous poem.
Posted on 07/12/2007 Copyright © 2024 Alison McKenzie
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by Sandy M. Humphrey on 07/12/07 at 01:38 PM One of my favorite words when I first became fascinated with words and writing was ephemeral so I am intrigued and delighted by your poem. I love the flow of your verses and the rhyme has a nice rhythm. Nice read. smh |
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