time Poems and Poetry

day of birth

kpaul.mallasch — Fri, 28 Nov 2008 20:37:43 -0700

time and love
and
love and time

and the timelessness
of love and the loveless-
ness of time.

bittersweet

kpaul.mallasch — Fri, 14 Nov 2008 02:03:40 -0700

i'm dying the note said
and the other travels all
day and all night, drops
everything in that moment &
arrives quickly and sees that
the other is really ok. maybe.

-...we're all dying eventually.

that's not funny.

-some sooner than others.

what is wrong?

-they don't have a name for it yet. it's a new dis-
ease.

timespace

kpaul.mallasch — Thu, 16 Oct 2008 18:39:56 -0600

give me a picture
give me a place
give me a pasture
give me a taste

timespace that
namespace
occupied
- from
which
i pluck
poke and
prod at moments
already happened -
and those not yet
arrived, aka thoughts.

the poetry of life
is visible sometimes -
the right time of day, the
right amount of light coming
through a hole in the clouds, the
sound of laughter in the distance, or
a voice whispering in your ear...

time spin

kpaul.mallasch — Wed, 09 Apr 2008 19:47:42 -0600

and the world
continues to spin.

intense feelings
dull, get weaker.

the solitude was
palatable in the
rooms - the way
he walked thru
them.

and time is a funny
concept maybe.
unrelenting
moments
slipping
forward.

marooned
on the moon
in june, the hero,
or hapless space-
poet, ponders with
perplexing propensity
continuing sending
messages to the
universe at large
and calling it
poetry.

A New Love Story..?

ninjanav — Mon, 07 Jan 2008 06:04:30 -0700

A touch of hope, a whisper in my ear,
A dream inside a dream, together we steer.

Love-struck again, but afraid to pursue,
She likes me, but what should I do?

With each passing moment,
A fondness grows inside.

A shadow is casting,
Time is running through my eyes.

Deja You

ana — Fri, 14 Sep 2007 15:41:51 -0600

on time

kpaul.mallasch — Mon, 11 Jun 2007 23:11:11 -0600