I sit and wait
for time to stop
for every little
thought to drop
Out of my mind
and watch it swim
towards recognition
from the sun.
I twist and turn
to make my way
against the grain of
yesterday,
To seek new knowledge
to ease my pain
To lessen all that
feels the same
Screaming out
from times long gone,
in which direction
must I come.
/
the knowing rain
falling down
to share in shame.
I sit and wait
for all my courage
wrapped in blue
and green and orange.
Colours that awake my senses
that lift me up
and turn back centuries.
moving forward with the sun
moving on with everyone.
NOTES
This poem is about my desire to see change, but first it must come from myself, do I learn from our past? or start a new?
I consider myself to be intermediate level.
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