August 18, 2010

Day 226 - Days to Deposit

Dedicated to Natalie Steiner

Days to Deposit

All the sunsets have turned gray

Or should, fade into the stone

Everyone sunrise that is out to play

Belongs to this, and this alone

Photographs like secret post cards

Peruse websites and mailbox bins

Poems and words like shards

Tinkle about as life begins

Coins that clatter land better

Than hours of life ever can

Ask time, the old creditor

And she will laugh at man

Yet we seize the moment again

As if sunsets came in a weave

And words only out of the pen

To be written on our heart's sleeve

But they do not deposit

So easily from the soul

So great thoughts we closet

And still call ourselves whole

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