~-Innocence Faded-~
when i had my innocence
the world glowed with wonder
beauty stupified my mind
all inconceivably conceivable
but the brush of life
stroked the pallet
perhaps too incessantly
and the canvas paled
threads bared by repetition
and the weakness of beauty
faded with the passage
time circumventing clocks
limited life
tick... tick... tick...
it proceeds until the
batteries failed
the electricity sputtered
and the axis no longer
held the delicate balance
realities defined by minds
challenged by mystery
the innocence no longer there
but the equator has changed
and the melting snows have
flooded the plains bringing a
sadness to deserts that once held
180 degrees vision fully encompassing
the outer perimeters
now floating without direction
and the pale horse drowns
with ne'er a whinny nor a whine
he sinks down into the blemished fields
a spartan graveyard disrupted
by the comic flatulence roaring
the last of their audible notes
the ears no longer hear
the music of yesterday
...the sounds of future
the eyes no longer see
limitless boundaries
the horizon halts ...
borders have been built
and all choices narrowed
the touch no longer excites
to the warmth of hu'manity
to the tactile expression
of living now thread bared
and the woven comforts
have become jagged and worn
this is the end of yesterday
this is the end of tomorrow
and the present has become
a stillness of snow blanketed coldness....
feverishly i try to regain those feelings
but deep down inside
all those past memories died
and loose alleyways meander
thru the tattered veils of despair
seeking nothing with vacant eyes
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when i had my innocence
the world glowed with wonder
beauty stupified my mind
all inconceivably conceivable
but the brush of life
stroked the pallet
perhaps too incessantly
and the canvas paled
threads bared by repetition
and the weakness of beauty
faded with the passage
time circumventing clocks
limited life
tick... tick... tick...
it proceeds until the
batteries failed
the electricity sputtered
and the axis no longer
held the delicate balance
realities defined by minds
challenged by mystery
the innocence no longer there
but the equator has changed
and the melting snows have
flooded the plains bringing a
sadness to deserts that once held
180 degrees vision fully encompassing
the outer perimeters
now floating without direction
and the pale horse drowns
with ne'er a whinny nor a whine
he sinks down into the blemished fields
a spartan graveyard disrupted
by the comic flatulence roaring
the last of their audible notes
the ears no longer hear
the music of yesterday
...the sounds of future
the eyes no longer see
limitless boundaries
the horizon halts ...
borders have been built
and all choices narrowed
the touch no longer excites
to the warmth of hu'manity
to the tactile expression
of living now thread bared
and the woven comforts
have become jagged and worn
this is the end of yesterday
this is the end of tomorrow
and the present has become
a stillness of snow blanketed coldness....
feverishly i try to regain those feelings
but deep down inside
all those past memories died
and loose alleyways meander
thru the tattered veils of despair
seeking nothing with vacant eyes
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Cecil B. Lee
