' syncopation '
skipped circadian rhythms ,
listened to a busker
right time , a speaker cooed
i heard his song , still
a moment of harmony
rummaged through a lifetime
holding what had been
at sixes and sevens
with all status - quo
clocks at the terminus
reflected , what is
my train had gone
another would come
that's what , would be
i kept getting lost
to timelessness ..
/ original / zg
[ / Stanzas - Restructured /
-Ed : -
Line 3 - right time , they announced
Line 4 - i heard a song , still
Line 5 - that moment of melody
Line 7 - and held the had been
Line 10 - those digits on a clock ]
a lovely take! :)
ReplyDeleteinteresting use of the language and the time...!
ReplyDeleteLost to timelessness....What a place to be!
ReplyDeleteI love the easy shift. In and out, back and forth. Nice.
ReplyDeleteI love the thought of living or being lost in a state of timelessness.
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed this one
ReplyDelete.. many thanks ..
ReplyDeletevery nice use of the prompt..
ReplyDeletegreat job...
Such a poetic description, and so alive with feelings.
ReplyDeletegreat use of word choice; very profound~
ReplyDeleteIt is a deft traveler that weaves in and out of itinerary. To be a junebug, floating in timeless stream. Fluid and magical.
ReplyDeleteAn eternity fits in the palm of your poem, my friend. I stand there at the station, with you, my life in my hands.
ReplyDeleteYou've been reading my facebook page, haven't you! I started to put that quote that you mentioned in my post, but it went on my FB page...that's how I knew!
Where is the link to the site you've started to dig deeper into the poetic expression of OSI poets (and I think some others)? I meant to go back there and spend some time, but haven't yet done so.
After posting orders for meds at www.OrderDrugs.ca, I stumbled upon your poem. This one is particularly good. It managed to capture the truth about time and man: we are the one's keeping up with it and bending backwards to accomodate it and not the other way around.
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