Time changes everything
Seasons change the elements
People change people
Changes happen
It arouses our instincts
Dormant in our heads
But
The sun still rises
The tides still turn
Nature evolves
Just not the sun
Inside our sickly lives
Claustrophobia reigns
The worst can happen
But the moon will still fall
Into the sea of thoughts
In the larger picture we are
Insignificant
So small
So helpless
It is not so bad
But there I digress.
Author notes
I noticed the muse was constant.
It reminded me that the show must go on etc.no matter what you go through.
The muse was fitted just right to my thoughts recently.
A contest entry
- QUICKIE TIME by doyouloveit.
475 points, ended December 31, 2007, 10 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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wonderfully said my fellow poet enjoyed reading this very much and i am glad you wrote for the picture
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