Time is a liar
They say that time is a great healer, but time is a liar, a fool’s folly
Time heals little if anything, it just simply numbs the pain, memories.
The feelings, it creeps back in, unstoppable, unseeing
I hate time, I hate existence, if time were real, I’d be a seal
and swim the cold seas to the North Pole and back
There I’d stay, content, complete, no feet on hallowed earth
Only flippers, oily skin and plenty of fish to eat!
© gezz 2023
This is very interesting, I thought the first lines on grief were so good I was really drawn into the poem, then was totally confused when the seal swam past, and drew me along to the North Pole with him. So all in all a most unusual write which I really enjoyed, despite the confusion I suffered 🙂 Sue.
Didn’t mean to confuse ya Sue :), I wrote this poem going through grief and the ending is totally different for sure. Maybe I did that to lighten things up? Thanks for your input!
I liked the rhythm of this abstract poem and enjoyed the internal rhymes.
Much obliged for your comments, written at a dark time in my life.