You are such a mad intellect you really are. There is no way one can review you peace fully. Every piece is so good and so contending. Just does the trick and runs away. I feel like reviewing everything with a poem. Even if its a damn bad one..
Scattered words make me think
can I pick them up randomly
and write a poem
Can you make a tree
with leaves all over
the place
flood of memories
flood of images
time pauses
time wonders
What allegory and what words...this piece delves deep into the psyche and brings out the metaphors and the similarities to be found in everyday lives and occurences...
The title is wonderful and certainly goes with the words of your poem.
"memories forget what time it is" ,, this is so true!
I really like that line.
"Time chasing space", yes it is ... a wonderful poem .. deep .. yet relatable.
This was... profound. My favorite lines: "memories forget what time it is" and "infinities lined up to race". This was mesmerizing, and there was definitely a sorrow in your words... something that is causing you to ache and sigh... Brillian job dear =']
- the race - up to the absent finish line - the scattered sliver of silver light - the genius of your poetic thought and expression - mesmerizing! - and of course - i agree with serah! -
. indeed ... that's what's happening ... and i can almost never cope ... you are profoundly observant ... and that's why i have the fourth dimension ... in which the rules of the three dimensions don't work ... and everything else does ...