Sunday, February 15, 2015

Cue

199

The cue was given cosmic,
it held to soul's new track,
the angel did administer,
a saintly salve to act.

Within the life eternal,
that crack in vested time,
to wrestle memory empty,
so is our world sublime.

Seconds fell like pebbles,
upon the road we walked,
science of self was tested;
purpose then was sought.

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10 comments:

  1. I love those pebbles falling as seconds..and the rhythm like feet walking a path..a little daunted but resolute ..the world does seem more sublime when memory is empty..but it is hard to achieve..no matter what powder, pies or salves we try...magical write...

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  2. Yes, I too love the falling pebbles and the rhythm throughout the poem so subtle and yet I feel it still... Beautiful work

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  3. Thanks everyone and I missed a typo. The second vested was meant to be tested. Tricky fingers.

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  4. For me the seconds often fall like boulders! I love the way you took the Wordle words and wove them into rhyming verse.

    Replay: To Double Your Whirling Pleasure

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  5. I love the rhythm of your words, and the falling pebbles.

    shimmering

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  6. The rhythm of your falling pebbles is wonderful indeed,

    Elizabeth

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  7. Cosmic cues and saintly salves....the whole thing is sublime!

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  8. Yes, the reader was almost marching in time to the rhythm of the poem. A beautiful read.

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  9. Yes, the reader was almost marching in time to the rhythm of the poem. A beautiful read.

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