Imprisoned this body to the ravages of
time
Wandering lost soul of youth,bones do
not brave boldness
Riddles of age seek youths sweet rhyme
Fire brings comfort and chases away the
coldness
Branches intertwine in families blood
Spelling ages historic decay
Mind drifting into riddles that flood
Inked pools of memories dissolved
without structure do they lay
My disease is time braved by the soul
Wiseness is traded for youths fool
Unconscious ridicule betrays the minds
goals
These are which bear the seeds of the
pool
Wow, I love the way the words play with age like it is a material concept. "My disease is time" says it all! You have a unique perspective of writing that I like.
ReplyDeleteWas using Shakespeare's method of writing in this poem without the thou and thee and hence added.My inspiration for this poem.Shakespeare Sonnet 12
ReplyDeleteWhen I do count the clock that tells the time,
And see the brave day sunk in hideous night;
When I behold the violet past prime,
And sable curls,all silvered o'er with white;
When lofty trees I see barren of leaves,
Which erst from heat did canopy the herd,
And summer's green all girded up in sheaves,
Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard,
Then of thy beauty do I question make,
That thou among the wastes of time must go,
Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake
And die as fast as they see others grow;
And nothing 'gainst Time's scythe can make defence
Save breed,to brave him when he takes thee hence.
I enjoyed learning where your inspiration came from. Somtimes for me it is a photo, a line in a comment, or a reminder from a song. So many places to get inspiration!
DeleteVery true Christy my favorite is when it just pops into your head out of nowhere and the wow effect happens
DeleteSuch feelings, intertwined lives, to what purpose? Very full of feeling and wonderment. Touches the heart and soul
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