Student Poetry: .of Time

This year we're once again taking part in the Christopher Tower Poetry competition.

This year's theme is "Cells." Entries are rolling in, here's one I received today.

.of  Time 

and as   one   door closes   another door opens,

isn’t that what      they say?

a cell    of your life   hit the wall    as another begins,

this idea of    freedom and   voice and    choice

a complete  ‘ up to you    ness’

but in   due course without

  a  doubt

the route that has been laid   out for your

   voice.

she was born with   curls and    joy   and

blue eyes. her eyes were darkened    impending life

the realisation that    she had the

world but in fact had to go to the post office to

fill our a form and obtain it.

a world where step     by step you work your way

out of one   cell to the next

driving forward – an ever going  forward to   some nirvana.

like genesis he began. the day that   he began

and    from then he stopped. grew used    to life

used to his own    cell, why work and strive

to reach the best – you’re told you won’t get it.

and so he sat and     sat and sat

eternally scrutinising a screen until one day he stopped

        no scrutiny occurred, and so he lived, sat and sat

in front of the screen   becoming his own    cells   satellite.

the horse has none of this, no step by   step, no strive.

no screen. merely a need to be seen, loved. living

then and here  and now in his own cell

no dream just happy

surely this is    right, living in our    Time

embracing it, rejoicing in it and    exploiting it

we have   the choice to just stand still

just stay

so lets.  for a while. enjoy