In the Eons of All Those Forgotten Yesterdays

A narrative poem about an apocalypse

Bradley J Nordell
Scribe
Published in
2 min readApr 13, 2024

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Photo by Tobias Keller on Unsplash

Fingertips levitate
millimeter voids above,
my lips, trembling epitaphs,
along your legs. Lonely
whimpering as the cracking
of time slithered across the
white-powdered mirror
standing in a field,
reaching between eons
of all those forgotten yesterday.
Do you remember the color green?
Now, as they look upon
our frozen mouths…

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Bradley J Nordell
Scribe

Author, poet, quantum physicist, photographer, explorer of the mind and imaginary worlds. New book "The Second Sky" is available now!