SPRKS IN CSF: DEATH: Divine hands brought me here , I did not ask, I couldn't choose, for life,it was just given...just so... Enter I,to this earth... ...
Friday, June 26, 2020
DEATH
Divine hands brought me here , I did not ask, I couldn't choose, for life,it was just given...just so...
Enter I,to this earth... born ,to my parents, not theirs to choose, they be just carriers ,guides...
Aptly given some DNA, spliced and sewn however the unseen destiny chose, not a choice to me,
Time, something given , how it winds and intertwine, again not a choice, just random chances,
How to deal moments, some may be I can choose, but to be weighed unto death ... another's choice..
poem by PC-3(06/25/20)
Take a moment to remember all who died , by another's cruel option, just because.....
Honor to George Floyd and all others...all victims of bias.
Enter I,to this earth... born ,to my parents, not theirs to choose, they be just carriers ,guides...
Aptly given some DNA, spliced and sewn however the unseen destiny chose, not a choice to me,
Time, something given , how it winds and intertwine, again not a choice, just random chances,
How to deal moments, some may be I can choose, but to be weighed unto death ... another's choice..
poem by PC-3(06/25/20)
Take a moment to remember all who died , by another's cruel option, just because.....
Honor to George Floyd and all others...all victims of bias.
Friday, June 5, 2020
SPRKS IN CSF: Today is US,then ....
SPRKS IN CSF: Today is US,then ....: I wrote the poem "day after tomorrow, years ago...before the many todays and re- posted it again recently. In theses days that gives m...
Today is US,then ....
I wrote the poem "day after tomorrow, years ago...before the many todays and re- posted it again recently. In theses days that gives me fear, i wish not to know the day after tomorrow , if our today is now and my own poem scares me ...
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Today
I fear to see what lay thither, past the shadows ,
Where has the sun's warmth hied to,
Gone is the morning 's bright, though the east still lights the grey,
If we just could lift our sealed eyes ,shut eyes to see,
The dew has died with life ,the grass just shredded plastics,
Rain is but parched moments,clouds all but lost souls,
The oceans blue,clear to their depths,vacuous,
Yet no place in a universe for the pain, for the lost...
It is not yet the days close ,time slowly drips,
Our today is but a crowd of nows, time drips its moments on today ....
Poem by Pc--3 (06/04/2020)
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Today
I fear to see what lay thither, past the shadows ,
Where has the sun's warmth hied to,
Gone is the morning 's bright, though the east still lights the grey,
If we just could lift our sealed eyes ,shut eyes to see,
The dew has died with life ,the grass just shredded plastics,
Rain is but parched moments,clouds all but lost souls,
The oceans blue,clear to their depths,vacuous,
Yet no place in a universe for the pain, for the lost...
It is not yet the days close ,time slowly drips,
Our today is but a crowd of nows, time drips its moments on today ....
Poem by Pc--3 (06/04/2020)
Thursday, June 4, 2020
SPRKS IN CSF: The Day after tomorrow
SPRKS IN CSF: The Day after tomorrow: Yesterday I dreamt of the coming of spring, Birds singing in the trees, And flowers dancing in the sun; Today, I wake, and go to wo...
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