Change

seasonal

perpetual

my passage through this

our time

my time

 

Changing

shifting

circumstances

encounters with others, places, nature

nature's boundlessness

 of life

 

Changed

altered

metamorphosed  

ourselves daily different

chances and choices

to make or

pass

you bye

 

Changes

physical

mental

spiritual

flowing cold in the hot sun

 over the feet

of

 Heraclitus

 

 

I placed my memories

on the back of a

Hummingbird

they blurred with

the speed of its

wings

 

Flashed so fast

that my past

became tangled

in my

present

 

 

Ivy wraps the eyes

tangled wood

warped and whipped

trampled tracks

smoke and lies

eat the ears

worm the mind

and tip the delicate

balance of a

finely tuned mind

into muddy mush muck

so its said

in whispers as he passes

shuffling with bags of paper

carrier bags in bags

in bags

in bags

 

 

I want to go away

                       and not come back

 

Step of the margin

the blurred bit

                             at the corner of your eye

 

Switch of the senses

              close the minds

   eye

 

I want to go away

                            and not come back

 

to take the diagonal path

            that cuts a diamond track

        Straight from the cross roads

                       And be dammed

                  If I look

                back

 

I want to go away

                      and not look back

 

        Hemp and Sisal snap

as I swim thought coldness

  of my reminisces

and season it not

                  with salt or sugar taken

 

it is what it is bone and meat

I leave it all at

              the mists edge

 

I what to go away

                             and not come back