Timeless

we are the pink

in the black of the night,

a faint whisper

in the ear-splitting noise,

a whole paragraph

squeezed in a single line,

the evening primroses

in the sunflower fields,

a paper napkin

not folded, left misaligned;

are we the folks

ahead of our time?

©Aaysid

“Where’s your will to be weird?”
Jim Morrison

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Published by Aaysid

I am a science person, at least that is what I do for a living, but a good part of my heart has always found a home in the written word. That could explain why it stays quite stormy in my head. There is chaos and a total lack of organisation. It makes sticking to any one thing no less than a challenge. I sometimes fish out random bits and pieces from that outrageous mess and try to give them words. Boy, that is erratic!

life, people, Poems, poetry

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  1. There’s a very good case to be made for non-conformity. Who wants to be exactly like everyone else? I love your poetry because it stands out in the crowd. I strive to be a non-conformist in many ways. As a silly example, I don’t drink coffee simply because everyone else does. 😀 I guess I’m just weird. This is an awesome poem, Aaysid. I hope you’ll continue to write your unique one-of-a-kind poetry. 🙂

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