"At
One Time"
Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri
Nov. 26, 2006 2:35 p.m. pst
At one time
there was so much worry, and
there were times of no rest
Times which lasted far too long
Time which was never regained
Then the body grew weary and tired
as the mind collected folly and wisdom
and buried it together in memory
where worry was soon forgotten
and time became immaterial
as the second had swept away
while we slept in wanton disregard
At one time
there was such possibility, and
there were times of no rest
Times which lasted far too short
Time which was wound far away
Then the ideologies of idiocy dictated
disaster to increasingly innocuous innocents
naively embracing traditions grounded in
quicksand
and time passed unaware of itself
Now time
is composed
moving rapidly but seeming to stand still
and hours may pass,
but existence becomes repetitious
and time becomes measureless
and meaningless
in time
Poetry
2006
