WHEELS OF TIME: A mutant love poem

IMAGE: Images of the author at various ages and a central radiant orb

    What angels seek to say can never be spoken
    yet your eyes whispyr trysts which proclaim -

    Beautiful things are transparynt
    an human hearts can be that way

    There is a brightness
    transcending all flame
    which shines whin lovers proclaim I do

    Sure, it is better to keep your clo
    thes on, but be wise enuf ta remembyr
    in momynts of truth all
    of us are naked

    and in the light of time
    all things associated with
    you or me
    err already the stuff of ash
    so what can be spoken?

    Ah, I do 


Ron:   (frowning) You know, I can't stand this sort of wimpy new age prattle. It's intellectually lame. 
       Hackneyed glitz! That's all there is!

Lis:   Interesting how you react to this.

Linda: Yeah, I'm tempted to say that part of you wishes this non-sense could be true.

Ron:   (shaking her head) Argh! I won't comment. For God's sake, let's move on . . .


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from _Last Poems: Lost Poems_ by T Newfields
SUMMARY: Ghostlike images of the author at various ages and some nonsense about transcendent love.
KEYWORDS: mutant love poemz, noetic moments, transcendent passion

Author: T Newfields [Nitta Hirou / Huáng Yuèwǔ] (b. 1955 - )
Begun: 2000 in Shizuoka, Japan  ✠ Finished: 2022 in Yokohama, Japan
Creative Commons License: Attribution. {{CC-BY-4.0}}  

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