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The Fence - Lenrie Peters

There where the dim past and future mingle
their nebulous hopes and aspirations
there I lie.

There where truth and untruth struggle
in endless and bloody combat,
there I lie.

There where time moves forwards and backwards
with not one moment’s pause for sighing,
there I lie.

There where the body ages relentlessly
and only the feeble mind can wander back

there I lie in open-souled amazement

There where all the opposites arrive
to plague the inner senses, but do not fuse,
I hold my head; and then contrive
to stop the constant motion.
my head goes round and round,
but I have not been drinking;
I feel the buoyant waves; I stagger

It seems the world has changed her garment.
but it is I who have not crossed the fence,
So there I lie.

There where the need for good
and “the doing good” conflict,
there I lie.
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Urban Moon LN16 by arminmersmann2 15 DECEMBRE 2016 - FALLING by JFBAYLE
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Description

The Fence - Lenrie Peters

There where the dim past and future mingle
their nebulous hopes and aspirations
there I lie.

There where truth and untruth struggle
in endless and bloody combat,
there I lie.

There where time moves forwards and backwards
with not one moment’s pause for sighing,
there I lie.

There where the body ages relentlessly
and only the feeble mind can wander back

there I lie in open-souled amazement

There where all the opposites arrive
to plague the inner senses, but do not fuse,
I hold my head; and then contrive
to stop the constant motion.
my head goes round and round,
but I have not been drinking;
I feel the buoyant waves; I stagger

It seems the world has changed her garment.
but it is I who have not crossed the fence,
So there I lie.

There where the need for good
and “the doing good” conflict,
there I lie.
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Kindly featured in:

STRUKTUREN NEWS 1-2017





Urban Moon LN16 by arminmersmann2 15 DECEMBRE 2016 - FALLING by JFBAYLE
Prisoners of the job by amiejo Architexture by Art2mys Prisoners of the job by amiejo
AB2016-140 ... Old Fragments by Xantipa2 Dragonfly by xin-e AB2016-140 ... Old Fragments by Xantipa2

Portrait by jfdupuis opposites abstract by davespertine Portrait by jfdupuis
!! by KrzysztofJezyna Triangles by leoatelier !! by KrzysztofJezyna
Tracks to the postbox by Rufelt&by   ... Thank you!