Speaking of time....
Time by Tim young
Each tick | ||
from each clock | ||
from every room | ||
in my house. | ||
Time is sent out. | ||
Invisible moments of time | ||
enter my eyes. | ||
But here the problem | ||
Blinking. | ||
As I blink | ||
my eye lashes | ||
deflect away the | ||
invisible moments | ||
of time | ||
and so time goes by | ||
without me seeing it. | ||
I guess that as I have grown older | ||
I have started to blink more | ||
so time seems to go by | ||
far too quickly |
1 comment:
I like this poem Timbo! I don't know how you can come up with something without having to write it out rough first.
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