Fragments of the whole

Fragments of the whole

A Poem by Beccy



Time stored all, but kept its council.
wrote no history of importance
to the ancient forests,
the ceaseless oceans.

Aeons passed, flame became fire,
flickered briefly, a blink in time;
whilst multi hued moths gathered 
with wild mischief in their wings.                         

An ending or sorts came by and by, 
a closing of the account, but it did not 
scar the tree, or venture where 
sea and sand are met;
and the Magi remained no wiser than 
the humble shepherds on the hill,
who had not calculated,
but knew the way.

             ........

Skeletons of the passing still bestride 
the land, crows congregate, solemn
in their contemplation on silent lines 
extending, seeking to communicate 
with what is no longer there;

And the white horse carved into
the hillside is only resting.

© 2017 Beccy



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An incredibly moving & powerful write for sure and now, one of my favourites...

Posted 1 Week Ago


i love this...and see it in the light of technology, and how it has taken over...and we have forgotten nature...we have forgotten how it used to be...humans doing human things...being skeletons of bones rather than metal...the myths of knights on white horses---the stories, the lore of old times...all that wiped away---we have forgotten much more than we remember.

but i think poets will always remember...and speak for the rest---we need to go back to the roots of what we were.

j.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago



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Beccy
Beccy

Northampton, Northamptonshire, United Kingdom



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I'm forty, single and have a lovely eleven year old son called Charlie. I've been writing poetry and short stories since I can remember. I had never really been inclined to share my writing until a sh.. more..

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