Poetry

cage the moment

written by: essenceofgone

if i were to cage this moment,
make a pact with father time to hold it
safely by fingertips forever,
would even forever be enough?
a spinning world is a cruel thing
that pressures the seconds to race the sun.
for this most important feeling
that forces even sadness to breathe new light
can challenge the seconds in an all out duel.

but, then again,
if not for the sphering seasons
this elixir would grow wrinkles
and lose it's youth.
the memory of this moment
rooting through the halls of my core
is fine enough for me
as long as when it glazes over my eyes,
my heart will flood out through my pores
and honey will spill throughout
the dawn's clock.