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Time Changes Shape (freestyle poetry)

Time changes shape when I am near him
The sky absolute and whole
Bathing in his blue lagoon

He’s a telescope looking on me
Separating me into spectral components

Heaven answered when he prayed
The way the sun rises with pink not grey

He is casting starlight in his pocket
His steps are oblong –
Leaving trails of sucked honeydew

He gives wind the courage to blow
And does it not lift up where you falter?
You are a kite in the wind

I am chasing after you
Time is layered on my skin
You’re in every line

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

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Arrow of Time

Are you the arrow of time?
Always running forward and in a straight line?
Do you hopscotch from centuries to read my rhyme?

Are you Father Time?
The way you hold my mind
Caressing every decade like it’s the curve of my spine

Are you divine?
Flickering in starlight
Show me a sign?

A devoted comet passing by
The way you leave me on cloud nine
You’re the reason I shine

Just look up in your sky
Let hope magnify
Let a full moon mystify

You’re the light in my eye
You are my guy

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

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Keys of the Kingdom

Does he know the keys of the kingdom is within her?
Every hour the sun is growing dimmer.
Pouring every atom from his chest, love is thinner.
Burning any chance of hope, death’s a winner.

Does she hold light like a moon because there’s a glimmer?
Does love keep her on her knees praying for he’s a sinner?
The blood that’s leaking from his chalice it spells a killer.
If lying were monumental he takes the pillar.

© Delia Ross. 2020 / @poeeternal

Err, I probably should wait 24 hours in-between posting, but like I’ve got so much to say and so little time. I’ve got to lay it all on the line. Cut my tongue out, I’d still write you rhyme.

It’s finally cold enough in Florida for winter hats. (I’ll make any excuse to wear a hat, sometimes 3 at a time. I iz weirdo).

The only thing that matters is now.

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