Two Poems of Knocking

by mudrhetoric

These are…
Red brick wall aged with time
What are your memories
You wear some of them on your skin
But said in a language I can’t understand

You phase in and out
Reality is a dream
But I know time passes

Machinary out of time
Buildings torqued by movement of tides
The old oak
The grand yew

These are my remembrances

In a…
The past is not remembered
Amongst a field of sunflowers hides a demon
Philosophy is simply poetry
Words transmogified for effect
Truth abstrusively put
Hidden in a shodden pueblo

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