Monday, January 19, 2009

lost

The lonely hour of midnight rolled
across the empty land

The deafening ring of the church bells tolled
to the click of the hour hand

Another day has gone and I
will never get it back

In bed I look to the night-time sky
encased in robes of black

Another space of calendar lined
a number scratched away

The though most pressing on my mind
I've lost another day.

mnb
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2 comments:

  1. TKBJanuary 19, 2009 at 11:49 PM

    ironic. its almost 3a.m. i'm still up. shouldn't be. going to bed now.

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  2. TKBJanuary 19, 2009 at 11:50 PM

    obviously your time stamp on you comment thingy is off btw...

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Once thought, a thoughts un-unthinkable
The written word can't be unread
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So exposed our lives are filled
With a richness incomparable,
Which in time will always yeild
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