A sijo form about the realisation of life and what it holds. -5th October 2013.

Crest of time.

The sanguine sun bleeds on the river shore tirelessly uplifted
By the crest of time and the mutter of memories reinforced.
Clouds with a gold undertone remind me to escape certainty.

Poetry by John Ashleigh
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Written on 2013-10-06 at 00:05

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Oh for the giddy freedom of uncertainty
and for the frivolity of chance! What a realisation:
liberty abounds, first of all with our mental assent.
Splendid share kind sir.

Short and crisp ,everyone has memories that are renewd by reading this.