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SAD EYES AND SHADOWS

 Your eyes are sad and shadowy,

Red-rimmed with tears, but stoically

You set the laughter lines for me,

And knowing that you’ve been set free,

You falter at the door.

 

And you falter from our history,

Yet past is past and present too,

And your days have been far too few

To let the blisters form a queue.

Time now to try another shoe

GLASS SLIPPERS CRACKED AND THINGS WHOSE TIME IS FINISHED

Your eyes are sad and wide I see,

Vaguely trimmed with tears, but stoically

Are set the laughter lines as if agreed,

But now that frowns have been set free

They falter ambivalent history,

Back and forth like swaying wind-breathed leaves

Which are the extremities of deep-rooted, ancient tree

 

That past is past and present too

And future’s vacant canvas new,

Our days in time are far too few

For blisters to form a calloused queue,

 

Of slippers’ glass there are just a few,

Time now to try another shoe

 

But yet our days have been too many

That weaved no fabric like a cotton jenny,

A wasted coin, a single-sided penny

Which for half the price still would not buy any

Time for time to be replenished

What was the point of all the hope,

No net to catch, too thin the rope,

And getting to the other side

No circus walker attempts that ride,

A ride whose lonely fate’s soon finished