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Click-click click-click click-click
goes the tic tic tic
of the clickity clock
the mind wont stop
for what i’ve seen
you don’t know
what lies behind
the eyes of time
who are we but to see
for ourselves what we seek
I am different to each
for what i’ve seen
i do know
endless tries to define
how the Time’s eye teaches
this is excellent, Preston
A very intriguing photo. I feel like its discerning the very contents of my heart right now, and yes time does teach us many hard lessons. I feel my mind racing now and no it just won’t stop. A real truth written here, Preston and good rhythm in this poem. Keep up the good work
Lens of mine I can see the time
Fast it can go then a slow rewind
Photos I store inside my brain
Not one even none look the same
Click it does in a blink of an eye
Everything I see as it passes on by
@258 I hope you write a poem response 🙂
Preston,
Your poem is amazing!!
The eye in the fire,
wide with ire
They do not close
The fire continues to blow
Wide and blue,
the fire is you
the eyes are blind
they don’t see what they find
Wishing for love
from the heavens above