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August 24, 2010 / Gio

Before My Very Eyes

Time plays tricks on us

slowly ticks for us

that body-clock rhythm

resonating heart thumps and womb music

Arcade wizard and

street games on a summer sidewalk.

Memories

of slow regurgitated scenes

we’ve already seen

and tell-tale signs

of tall tales.

Minutes ago…

I was a very young man

with a self-conscious gait

stretching my neck

towards very young women

with carefully chosen accessories.

Minutes from now

I’ll be carrying a cane

pinned by pain

and investments

selecting a plot

a final resting spot.

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  1. The Reason You Come / Nov 10 2010 5:41 pm

    In just a few words, you described a lifetime! Lovely! 🙂

    http://thebeatofmydrum.com/2010/11/10/the-room/

  2. tasithoughts / Nov 8 2010 9:15 pm

    Age and wisdom…magnificently captured….Loved it!

    JP

    http://tasithoughts.wordpress.com/2010/11/08/names-on-a-slab-of-stone/

  3. Amanda / Nov 8 2010 6:19 pm

    what a great time travel, your play on words is wonderful and your whole poem has such a natural flow from beginning to end that makes it fun to read.

  4. fiveloaf / Nov 8 2010 10:01 am

    hmm man must look beyond their youth to appreciate the wisdom in your writing. this is lovely giovanni!

  5. Reflections / Nov 8 2010 9:07 am

    Love the thoughts you have shared within this piece.

  6. Jingle / Nov 8 2010 8:34 am

    so honest reflections,
    fabulous treat.
    thanks for sharing with potluck.

  7. Luke Prater / Nov 8 2010 7:44 am

    love this –

    towards very young women
    with carefully chosen accessories.

    Great stuff

    Regards

    Luke @ WordSalad

    (mine are here –
    http://wp.me/pTeVg-cx
    http://wp.me/pTeVg-cP

  8. Jessicas Japes / Nov 8 2010 5:26 am

    That last section is so moving and so powerful, very good choice of words!

    http://jessicasjapes.wordpress.com/2010/11/08/my-fortress/

  9. Scent of my heart / Nov 8 2010 2:33 am

    Loved the message here! Happy Potluck!

  10. haikutherapy / Aug 26 2010 2:13 am

    sometimes the seconds seem to take years, and then you blink…and your first born is getting on bus

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