Personal Poetry for Thursday, May 7, 2009

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Thursday, May 7, 2009

Sleep

Sleep I like to sleep And dreams Are better than TV As the cool wind blows over me The door knocking between close And nearly open to awakening But not having to, really Is it any less living Than unwanted working Tense to no purpose While the breeze massages My spirit in my body's sighs Whispers... Sign in to see full entry.

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Time -- a love poem of discrete (or is that discreet) physics

Time Time was and is A sequence of events Here and there And nothing more Little things happen Between the ticks of the clock Many little things Make many little moves forth and back But were it all to stop There would be no time In the void of total rest -- And no one would notice But noticing is... Sign in to see full entry.

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