Iron Poet, Round XIII.

[cadhla]

Welcome to the latest round of Iron Poet, the game where you give me three words and I give you a poem. This is an adaptation of a standard writer's workshop activity, and I do not claim the original concept. I just claim to enjoy doing it

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Time

[cadhla]

Time is an illusion: the only one
That matters, when the sky falls down.
We do not know the color of tekhelet.
Our children will not know
The taste of paprika, the subtle shade
Of dust on a laptop screen,
The sound of a mockingbird singing.

Time is an illusion.
For every gain we make,
We lose something we had.

RE: Time

[notalwaysweak]

Ow, my heart.

[tibicina]

Now I'm all sad in the best possible way. Thank you.