L’AUTRE MOI
I am the metronome
mover of measures
wide . . . . . . . . wide . . . . . . . . . . . . swings my pendulum
tracing the tempos of time
Tick-tock
my hands
a poco a presto
strum
staccato
the strings of my mind
I am the hollow
hourglass
Trickle my tunes
to the tilt of the times
The see-sawing sea
paces my sands --
murmurs ageless songs
in major
and minor
Sharp waves
crack my still mirror --
capture the startled sun
in splintered rays
I am the pulse of the wordless deep
Somehow
constant my cadence
Somehow
the play of my tides
echoes
the gravity of the moon
~ Harley White
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This is a poem, penned many years ago, where the layout of the poem plays a part.
Image ~ NASA Releases New High-Resolution Earthrise Image (Dec 18, 2015)…
NASA’s Lunar Reconnaissance Orbiter (LRO) recently captured a unique view of Earth from the spacecraft's vantage point in orbit around the moon.
https://www.nasa.gov/image-feature/goddard/lro-earthrise-2015
Image Credit: NASA/Goddard/Arizona State University
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