So much time has passed
& time is a hooligan run wild
littering the streets,
squeezing toothpaste at the wrong end
shredding clothes with a razor blade.
Time is never called into account -
lives like Peter Pan
in a flying abode above it all
scot-free, the surly bandit.
A perilous acquisition -
tiny pinpricks above the eye-brows
crows' feet
- all too visible rending of
fleshy corners bulbed
to puffiness.
Red-handed,
I caught time
his knife in Youth once more
still-water decay,
brackish trouble-maker
with tint of rouge and gray.
This school-yard tough
still picking on the corner weakling.
braggadocio and upstart
spoiling for a fight
first elbow up,
each foot in a fray.
Rouge And Gray
Paul Cameron Brown
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Poem topics: never, red, school, water, wild, fight, knife, corner, wrong, visible, trouble, youth, time, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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