poem #85

Blend! Blend as the years do
Across a gap of nothing
Across the layers of time
Into a label, nothing more

Search, search for a reason
To blend without thought
Into a label that contains us
And mocks us blunt, nothing more

Think! Think for your own sake
If not for the forgotten
For their label is planted
And tells a brief tale, nothing more

Yield, yield to its passage
Search for a reason
Think for your own sake and
Blend always blend, ever more


(11/1/15)

Reviews

[Hawkmoon]

Like the syntactical energy of every first Line...

Nothing to "nothingness" ?

I dont like the line "mocks us blunt", perhaps 'bluntly" ...

[bishmas]

Thanks for the comments.

I see what you mean with bluntly...I didn't consider it like that, more that we become blunt under the mocking.

[Hawkmoon]

oh okay it works both ways