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Time has got running shoes Time has got a house by the beach Your grandpa said look at the dove He couldn’t see the light in your ways He said she was just a moment on the hill You knew that she would take the whole deck Time has got running shoes Time has got a house by the beach Your grandma made a mess of your onion She couldn’t see the truth inside your layers She said she collected shadows inside a dirty bin You knew she’d spray light on you from her fingers Time has got running shoes Time has got a house by the beach Your father said beauty is blue and long He couldn’t understand the depth without length He said she isn’t connected to the ships that have sailed You knew she’d be the wind between your lips when you speak Time has got running shoes Time has got a house by the beach Your mother said flowing hands need water falls She couldn’t see you wanted a bowl of milk instead She said she falls like tears from clouds without silver You knew she’d float to you forever from the days with no nights Time has got running shoes Time has got a house by the beach She said you could run faster even in slippers She could see your wings with certainty and conviction She said this love can help the butterflies playing tug of war You knew they smelled engine grease but you smelled rain |
A whole lot going on in this poem, when did you decide to run these idea across your mind, was it something recently that pushed you to talk about perceptions? Time has got running shoes Time has got a house by the beach Your grandpa said look at the dove He couldn’t see the light in your ways He said she was just a moment on the hill You knew that she would take the whole deck (what is she telling me here, time and grandpa, well they both can run out very soon, both are beyond grasp sometimes, lol, he tells you to look at something representing purity, although he cannot describe it justly without your vision or my vision basically, now the deck and hill...I like how you describe someones thoughts on a you, a tiny moment on a hill, like something insignificant, but the whole deck part, tell me what that means to you) Time has got running shoes Time has got a house by the beach Your grandma made a mess of your onion She couldn’t see the truth inside your layers She said she collected shadows inside a dirty bin You knew she’d spray light on you from her fingers (you speak of running and a beach again, and grandma or whoever she represents, has peeled the layers looking for something, once again ungraspable, if thats a word..lol..she collects unwanted or forgotten about things inside of something dirty, and also forgotten about, and the light from her fingers, looking for love, or a sense of peace in her ability to unravel and comfort or understand you?) Time has got running shoes Time has got a house by the beach Your father said beauty is blue and long He couldn’t understand the depth without length He said she isn’t connected to the ships that have sailed You knew she’d be the wind between your lips when you speak (you are always my wind, lol..everything to do with the lips ofcourse, father(another metaphor for something else maybe) beauty is blue and long, another meager perception, I guess, great googly moogly, you are majorly stumping me here) Time has got running shoes Time has got a house by the beach Your mother said flowing hands need water falls She couldn’t see you wanted a bowl of milk instead She said she falls like tears from clouds without silver You knew she’d float to you forever from the days with no nights (your hands flow, as they maybe extend to reach things ungraspable...see that word again..lol, or just too far away maybe..you always want milk over anything, its a life affirming item, silver in the raindrops huh? this person floating, like they don't seem real, completely fake, or incapable of speaking the truth, or something invalid) Time has got running shoes Time has got a house by the beach She said you could run faster even in slippers She could see your wings with certainty and conviction She said this love can help the butterflies playing tug of war You knew they smelled engine grease but you smelled rain (the engine grease, of normality, you percieve as something beautiful, or sense the beauty surrounding it, you don't mind the awful manmade smells and creations, because there is still nature around and within it all, right? slippers slow you down, you know that, and plus that make things slippering on slick floors, so watch out..lol) I love this peice, for the simple fact that you are driving me nuts to find answers..lol | Posted on 2007-03-19 00:00:00 | by Reckoner | [ Reply to This ] | |