“On the Edge of Time” (Poetry)

hourglass with red sand

Out here on the edge of time
Intersections of time and space
A lot more rhyme than reason
To this scary, lonely place

Experience left me seasoned
I’d like to honestly say
But as these precious moments
Methodically tick away

Here I wish I could stop Time’s
Relentless march to make sense 
Of this universal mess
But I can’t mend every rift

Not my job to play sheriff
As I witness all these crimes
Injustices everywhere
Still, if I could stop it all

For just a quick few moments
I might be able to put 
A little order to it
As I call out this and that

But here instead I sit on 
The very far edge of time
Leaning into a black hole
While spinning out these rhymes

Over on the other side
There is a far bright red star
Gives some hope to this lone soul
The light that keeps me inspired

(Originally written 6-8-2005 / Revised 6-13-2018)

Writing words, spreading love, Amelia Desertsong primarily writes creative nonfiction articles, as well as dabbling in baseball, Pokemon, Magic the Gathering, and whatever else tickles her fancy.
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