Tuesday, March 28, 2000 NEXT/PREVIOUS/ALL HOME
weekly (philosophical of sorts) poem - http://se.unisa.edu.au/textuality/poetry/weekly.html
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the secrets of life I chased through your eyes evening rose your touch filled the skies I went to sleep
with you
in my mind
but woke
with you
in my heart
Sometimes life is so unreal
when I think of life
I think of you more
Time is cute
like a child's flute
its magic is a surprise
even to morning rise
and it's always in rhyme
that's how I see time
NOW
when I think of you
I think of time
I think of time and the secrets of life
and I keep finding myself
galloping through your eyes.
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(c) Terrell Neuage (Adsit pre-8-81) 3-78: photo London 1/85