Signs

In my heart

A burgeoning

Frond

A time to

Clear the

Mind

A clock

Ticking

Through

Lies

Through

Lies

The way things

Are still

Come alive

Alive

Anyway

Anyway

The hands

They fly

On the clock

The ghosts

Tell time

1 2 4 5 6

7 & 9

Where do we stop

How do we go

When do we

Find the

Elements

The signs

© Niliema Karkhanis Authour’s note: a poem for day 18 of a month of poetry […]

Signs

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