Sunday, October 6, 2013

Magpie Tales 189: Benchmarks and Time


















benchmarks
and time



don't consume me.
I fill voids,

take root, 
bequeath beauty, 
(at least for 
beholders) 

we made 
the perfect couple. 
now no one 
notices this flow 
of measured years.

every hour 
is memory, 
each second 
alone a clarion
call:

I won't allow 
disparaging of 
my consort  to 

weathered 
beauty. 



Poem © 2013 Rick Burnett Baker 
Image by crilleb50  shared by Tess Kincaid

13 comments:

  1. The beginning... I love it. Excelent poem, Rick. I really like your new blog header, too.

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  2. I'm so glad I came here! I love this poem.

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  3. Brilliant title for your great Mag offering this week :)

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  4. Stunning! I wish I had written this.

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  5. Incredibly lovely, Rick.....

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  6. Evocative. Leaves me feeling a bit melancholy this morning.

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  7. Your words more beautiful with every read.
    Anna :o]

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