timetables to read





and I dream
holding your hand
reading pictures

me a figure of speach
crayons melting in the sun
empty canvas

we guess our place
behind garden gates
a lilac in its bud

distance and timetables to read
and no matter how hard I search
there is no train revisiting time



Poetry by kath
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Written on 2007-04-22 at 19:56

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lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
Took me to Summer 1956 when I swung on grandfathers garden gate waiting dfor a high school girl to pass me bye and stop and talk to me and entrance me with her eyes

hey you just inspied me to nostalgia well done a beautiful poem
2007-04-24


Peter Humphreys The PoetBay support member heart!
Time in tables, tabled time but life flows through time and defies their vertical and horizontal lines, their matrix tricks. This is such a simple, moving, thought provoking poem. Thank you.
2007-04-23


Kathy Lockhart
again vivid images comes from such emotive poetry. a sadness, a longing, memories, and love.
2007-04-23