Though the river of time stopped <br />flowing for me I cannot leave the <br />water as yet - no flow or progress <br />possible sinking lower into depths <br />where coral is deep red the sun a <br />far-off blur and sea-creatures flee <br />these flaying legs <br /> <br />Discomforting calm weighs wet on <br />eardrums in an unheeded descent <br />leaving disconnected others forking <br />into parallel space - alone in a cable <br />bundling time into tarred blackness <br />bells declaring Atlantis’ last hours <br />ringing in my head <br /> <br />The great city sank beneath waves <br />hidden forever from earth life and <br />sunlight - an immobile island of mist- <br />shrouded legends told in a story <br />resembling life woven by small <br />minds folding and bending <br />infinite timelines together <br /> <br />While I am shunted out of existence <br />stranded on a sideline sharing no joys <br />of desire or accomplished fulfilment <br />keeping hope time-frozen inside me <br />a magical talisman to light my eyes <br />as I wait for the return of meaning <br />and sound…<br /><br />Margaret Alice Second<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sideline-2nd-revision/
