Time Travel (Snail Mail).

I am writing you this letter
on paper and with pen
To send a little update,
and say hello again
Tomorrow I am painting,
but for you it will be
Something finished days ago
in the past you see
And still
Here, right now, it’s yet to come
something amazing’s happening
These words are journeying
Forwards then back in time
Thinking about it blows my mind
For my thoughts are these words
And if words can be my thoughts
There both tomorrow and yesterday
Is time travel just a matter of say
a focus of the mind?

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[ my response to Pooky’s Poetry Prompt 28 – Time Difference ]

A Child Of Yesterday.

There was a place
Where it all began
But that was so long ago
That now could be forever away
from the start –
Another lifetime altogether

Memories of the past
As if just yesterday
Indelible influence

Present presence
Straining against time
Running out of the now

There was
There is
What will there be?

I can imagine
Freedom
Through these chains
As meaningless possibilities
Futility calls me out
And I die
just a little more

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[ This is me getting deeper into my head, than perhaps I ever have before. I am still grasping for answers. So if the words mean something to you, please share with a comment below ]