Monday, 21 April 2014

Poetry project

I would like to write a sestina but I don't have the time (always with the excuses...) so instead something a little less formal.

Looking back

We look back to go forwards
Time ticking, time stalling
Fashions reinvent themselves
We fail to reinvent ourselves
And in the failing, we change
Science remakes as religion reminds
Our hearts to stay true
But it is too hard 
Just too hard
And though we tug at the tide
We are ripped from the shore
And thrown into the wake of not knowing
Or understanding.  Or caring.
We gaze forwards and turn back.

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