Poetry – Feels like the end

Feels like the end

 

As the last grains of sand drop through,

All that’s left are memories

And they too will melt into meaninglessness,

As those who felt those moments

Fall into eternity.

The pictures do not do justice,

Do not capture the emotion,

The thoughts, ideals and feel of the moment;

The words cannot communicate

To one who wasn’t there.

As we pass into history.

The zeitgeist, the moment, unique;

A whole age

Reduced to ghosts on youtube,

Words in sterile books,

Misunderstood, pawed over

Endlessly reinterpreted,

Until the last grain falls

And it is gone,

Forever.

 

Opher – 26.7.2020

 

(For Pete Green)

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