Trapped

I sat on the edge of time
and for a moment I touched the future.

But the past would not let go
and I was overwhelmed by another life.

I am always overwhelmed by another life.

Trapped in its wake
like the moon bound to the earth
no escape.

I can only wonder what would have been
what could have been
but I will never know.

And although the tremors of the future
make the ground I walk upon uncertain

I will always be trapped in your past.


© Rik - 9/03/2009



Poetry by Rik The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2009-03-09 at 06:30

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John Ashleigh The PoetBay support member heart!
A very clever prose. To use time as a metaphorical entrapment, is a wise way of telling your story. thankyou for sharing!

Regards,
John.
2010-11-21


tobias wedin
love the time and space-metaphors!
2009-03-09



Interesting verse pattern starting out with two couplets followed by a powerful one-line verse; then two three-liners chased by another couplet; and finally a one-line reprisal of the title and theme. Very engaging metaphor of being trapped in the same way gravity keeps the moon permanently submissive to the earth, going 'round 'n 'round. Thought provoking, pensive and moving.
2009-03-09