Poetry

Saturday, 19 March 2022

Real to Reel

 Real too real, that's what they say

It's real as a black hawk on a summer's day

Together we stand and divided we fall

Who's behind the scenes at the mirrored hall?

I walk with my eyes all bound up in chains

And Jade dragons are snarling at cold winter rains

The love of a lost one, a ghost who won't come again

It's too real too real for to give it a name


And time is an enemy oh but time is a trust

A fund of hegemony, and a loan of the dust

That falls in it's lines so binary as lust

You can drink down with wine

Turn it on or turn off

But not love


It floats as a bee on the breeze

And sails as a ship across choppy seas

And if one moment it is lost, the next moment we freeze

It is reel to real a love's matrimony

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