Once Upon A Time

Once upon a time we're near the end already
A macrocosmos distorted shape
We're lunared in pastiche and it paints a crazy story
I guess we'll have to improvise whilst we wait

Come, let us prevail far to the West.
Where there's colour, silver and gold
Here in the East there is nothing for us now
But all that is left to be sold

Poetry by Richard Wilson
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Written on 2011-07-24 at 01:46

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Keep on asking , never except , one answer as THE answer.
Ken ( D Williams )

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Rob Graber
Interesting word usage and imagery, creating for me a rather exhilarating fairy-tale aura. "Come, let us prevail" indeed!

a good write and a good read, i enjoyed the first stanza when you posted it on my FB wall. thanks for shareing bud.

Hans Bump
I can't decide if I the tone was sorrowful or hopeful. But sometimes good writing solicits more questions than answers. This is one of those times. It is good writing.
I also enjoy original phrases and " lunared in pastiche" is especially compelling.
Thanks for this good read.