Time After Time

Poet A:

There are times when my tears taste sweet
and I can choke down my words
about this miserable world

Times when munitions & earth’s collide
to play that bitter sweet dirge
Of history

Times when the earth stops spinning for a second,
when every cloud has a shape,
and I can outline it's silver lining with my fingertip.
There are times when my heart beats faster
and I can inhale the ocean's song.
Those are the simplest of moments.

When the stars show signs
of hope for tomorrow's yesterday
and everything turns to your shade of white.
Sometimes you can hear me crying.

It's always after the rain, they say,
when the sun can shine it's brightest.

There are times when the air tastes sweeter,
as I whisper secrets in its ear.
Times when understanding is the last thing on your mind
and all you want to do is forget.
The horizon lasts all day while I can recall moments
of pure perfection
Times when stars that fall as soft kisses
embrace the shadows and gamble the wind.

There are times when the moon doesn't set
and the sun refuses to rise.
Times when vowels mean more than words,
when letters equal out to romances
And sentences sustain sanity.
Sometimes I believe in fairy tales,
of happiness, love and peace.
Greatness envelopes the mountains in ovals
and you're left sleeping in the squares.

Then there are times when our eyes
look brighter in the dark
while sketching out the colors involved,
all in black and white.

There are times
when I can finally see
forever.

Times when things fall apart
And on occasion, unexpectedly fall into place
And I smile in my sleep
Sometimes……


Poet B:

Those times --
When the air tastes like raw sugarcane
I discern --
Tart juices of bittersweet pain
Hiding teardrops -- As fear drops
In camouflaged rain

The stain of sandalwood
Creates aromas of change
I smell it -- Burning like incense in the wind
I tell it: -- "Be flexible when you bend"
Spin --
Around adversity & obstacles built by men

For the forces of nature
And God's blessings are in our favor
Therefore -- I savor
Lemon~flavored lessons of life
Watching golden sunrises
Cutting horizons with a silver knife

Convincing strife that I can handle it
Candle it -- Under a flame of romance
Cuz every now & then I desire to dance
With destiny --
Melting heartbeats with poetic fires
Simmering serenity over the rest of me

But it's best to be aware
Of irregular weights in external balance
Sometimes I tip scales to the left
So ~centering~ can be a bit of a challenge
But *KnowOne* knows the future
And the past is far behind us
We keep smiling thru wars & turmoil
Praying for love to protect & remind us

(((That Time Heals All Wounds)))


Poet A: KnowOne
Poet B: PhotoSynthesis