Read Poem: OR, by Randall Paris Dark

Life is a sculpture
Shaped simple and pure
In Winter, Spring, Summer and Fall
Only a few will understand it at all
Cause Time is truly Timeless
Unless you’re in My Mess
Then the tick
Can not Talk
Since the second hand
Is in a Lock
So just smile
And treasure your Day
Have a blast
Go out and Play…..

Randall Paris Dark


Author: poetryfest

Submit your Poetry to the Festival. Three Options: 1) To post. 2) To have performed by an actor 3) To be made into a film.

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