All comes down to TR, Dan Rather is
quoted as saying in this month's Esquire. Time Remaining!
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Valentine’d immortal, we swing on a star,
sipping by turns from a cup makes gold
look tawdry. Invincible, our fingers twine,
hoping to count stones too precious to name.
Diamond called Hope edges out of reach
though we have all the time, all the time,
all the time in the world. Universes hum
our song. Memorize the tune so they can play
just for us. Don’t have to look to know
the names etched, then circled with salt-water
pearls forming matching hearts are ours.
Watch them curlicue to infinity. Einstein
didn’t know half. Planets are pausing in order
to orbit around our Do Not Disturb. Swing
higher, swing. Pay no mind to how little
we put into building; space will stay warm
because. . .a god cannot freeze. Two cannot be
in the cards. Or can they. That shadow,
is it gravity? Funny how space can contract
without warning. Swing can turn to hemp
unraveling as ash splinters and blows to ether.
Morning: breeze volunteers to lift joined hips
over ozone. Whispers Buckle up or you’ll fall.
Night: ungodly wind hurls unwitting couple
to unknown zone. Lucky, land in the ocean.
Worst scenario: clocks are going to wall.
(c) Phyllis Jean Green, Summer, 2005
The Moonwort Review
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|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|Reviewed by Debby Rosenberg
|Reviewed by Sherry Heim
|I had to chew on this a while to experience the true taste of all its layers of flavor. Nice poem, Pea!
|Reviewed by Sandra Mushi
|A captivating great write, Phyllis!
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|this is intriquing write and one worth reasing and contemplating a few times which is a sign of good poetry...make us think.
|Reviewed by Timothy Flaherty
|Intresting prose in these words. Rough on the cuff all the way through. Cant kiss it all in one sweep but understand where your going. Great write! Tim|