Time is a thin shadow, a mustache
scrawled upon the Lord’s upper lip.
We dance in the circle of our belief,
weaving our maypole. Tossed between
what we see and what we hold true,
damning every lie that we pay for,
we decry magicians. Yet, cheer
when blindness is dispelled with spit and mud.
This fourth dimension has one direction
one end and we cannot ever see
the course it will take us down.
Denial is maintained by card
cataloging our affairs
reference them to the score of our years.
When you sit in the garden amongst the roses
trellises of wisteria and follow
the course of shadows on sun dial,
trace wrinkles growing on loved ones, argue
the truth of coincidence, imagine what
would give order to life if you could explore
the paths of possibilities, once free of time.
10:22 PM
04/05/09
Alexandria, VA
Author notes
Everything is obvious when nothing can be seen. What we see is often the biggest lie, even when we prove it logically.
Please tell me what you think, what it makes you feel, how you are moved.
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'mustache'
almost sure that this is spelt wrong. moustache
anyway. lol This was quite cryptic in a beautiful way. who does time belong to. is it human. does it live?
is it gendered. I love the fact that it is a shadow on the mans upper lip, suggesting that time is masculin.
hmm interesting questions you raise and the emotion and imagery was interesting.
well done
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If you have the answers to our relationship to time then you are wiser than I. I wrote this to stir the mind, tease the heart and stir feelings enough to get you to look at your own answers.
Mustache can be spelt either way. of course, we all have preferences and the Commonwealth another set entirely
Time is a dimension with only a single direction, like the speed of light it is an absolute that we will bloody our hands on for along time.
Peace,
Tom B.
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I Would Love To Do This
When time allows, please pray for me.
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I have always held you in the Light. Now I will let you become part of my prayers.
Love, Tom B.
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Nothing gives me more wonder of time than my son. He is almost 15 and I look at him and think damn i'm old. lol
I guess I'm thinking more of age than sundials etc. This was a lovely poem tom.
Helen
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Time never backs up and we can never be closer to it than we are, there is no running away for we swim in it as life itself. Yet, are we not much more than a rate of passing time?
Love,
Tom B.
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A thought provoking piece dear poet, are we the ruler of our beliefs or do they rule us? Time is a selective perspective and our lives, our logic, that which we lean towards, sows the seconds that may make memorable minutes or conversely reduce them to minute minutiea.
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Glad you enjoyed. I have been digging around our relationship with time lately and how it rules us.
Love, Tom B.
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say it aint so Tom. Dancing on the lip, love that.
this:
"Tossed between
what we see and what we hold true,
we decry magicians. Yet, cheer
when blindness is dispelled with spit and mud."
Goodness, spit and mud. Tom? That's sheer genius is what it is, poetically, and philosophically.
The one thing I love about this write is that it's targeted to everyone and labeled to nobody in particular. Funny how pointing out a flaw to one person can get a whole lot lot of. . "hey, that's happened to me too \ I cant help but do that too. . ."
And the sucker punch:
"the truth of coincidence"
this tiny little bit right here is about to become yet another contest, with your permission of course.
Love it, and I wish you the very best Tom.
jin
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I am still tossing this poem about in my mind trying to find more metaphorically. Thanks for taking the time to look a bit deeper than most at this. Yes, I am digging around at religion, time, our ability to move about in three but unable to do more than record time. I tend to get hooked on a subject, until I have teased out all that I can from it.
If you want to quote me or use a bit of my poem, any poem, in one of your many contests, go right ahead. I am, of course, flattered.
Love, Tom B.
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'Denial is maintained by card
cataloging our affairs
reference them to the score of our years.'
I really liked that part! There is a weightiness to this piece, yet it is still very beautiful (maybe the garden scene ). Seems to soften the blow a bit.
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This is one of my ideas in transition. Strangely, I cannot leave this alone. Normally I develop and idea across a series of poems, but this one cries not to be left alone. Thanks for sharing what you liked, it helps me sort out the bits and pieces of what I should save, change, refine and define. Time is the dance where we can repeat our behaviors but never on the same day.
Love, Tom B.
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Best of luck to you in the contet. I really enjoyed this, very true. A wonderful take on the prompt, very creative.
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Time is fixed...it is rooted with our perception of it only! Awesome write my friend. That you for sharing and good luck with your contest. ~Sie
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Thanks, I still find this poem rough and I keep playing with it while I am driving to appts. Glad you enjoyed my efforts.
Love,
tom b.
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Ethereal
A truly brilliant work. This is so true about time, We always want to see the whole timestream in it's entirety.
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Thanks for sharing the pleasure you received from my words.
Peace,
Tom B.
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wow i like this poem alot! like alot alot!
your really good.....
i like the lines
"This fourth dimension has one direction
one end and we cannot ever see
the course it will take us down.
Denial is maintained by card
cataloging our affairs
reference them to the score of our years.
When you sit in the garden amongst the roses
trellises of wisteria and follow
the course of shadows on sun dial,
trace wrinkles growing on loved ones, argue
the truth of coincidence, imagine what
would give order to life if you could explore
the paths of possibilities, once free of time."
but the rest is good 2... keep on writing and i cant wait to read more of ur work! =)
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Let me reiterate yer high lights with my words with my congratulations!
"The forth dimension"
Could it be have any direction?
Yep there is one
For greeting the poet of those lines in
The masterpiece above!
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Truth is most people get lost trying to translate two to three. The ditch and run in the face of time and it has only one.
Glad you enjoyed my little dance with time. The prompt was sundial and it took me awhile to find some inspiration from that.
Peace & Light,
Tom B.
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I really liked that line about time being a mustache on God's face. That was really creative. I enjoyed that. It's nice to see you writing more often too. This is definitely a lot more serious than what I'm used to seeing but it's probably a lot to do with the economy. It seems to effect everyone. The best stanza was the last one. It had the most pretty images and the best flow.
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Thanks, I play with time because it is so unflexible and one dimensional. Yet, as much as it impels us forward, we are free to play along its path. The last verse was to heighten the contrast between our relationship with the world and time. For time the ruler by which our space upon this earth is measured by.
Love, Tom B.
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Sometimes I can't see the direction I am going down in a three dimensional presentation of life, when I fail to order my life in kindnesses, when I speak out of turn, or hurt someone else out of thoughtlessness.
It's really ironic that blindness was healed with spit and mud. We often see cures in material elements, but it's harder to see the cure it takes to heal errant thoughts and hardness of heart--the things inside one might not want to claim and the courage to banish the weaker parts of character. Wrinkles, indeed! It might just take me eternity to get a window on that kind of wisdom.
Karen
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I played with this because there is a passage in the old testament about not believeing in magicians. J.C.'s miracles were often magical. Times change, I guess. We, human beings, are at the mercy of time and tend to see things in terms of it, hence our love of stories. We act as if we have forever, but we really have no time at all.
Love, Tom B.
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