|02-17-2012, 08:33 PM||#1|
remember the ticking
life is full of special moments
spaces between the lines
never knowing how long
or short, one or more may last
sometimes we miss them
too busy to pause
too busy to look
and enjoy a moment
the analog mechanism
under crystalline glass
but that’s all in the past
time no longer ticks
and it is now gone
in a luminous flash
|02-22-2012, 10:05 PM||#6|
Join Date: Aug 2004
Location: north of south, and vice of versa
yes, i remember when timepieces used to tick--- remember watching watching the old pendulum clock at age 13 and starting to realize the ticking off of moments...
thanks for this.
|02-27-2012, 10:05 AM||#8|
Join Date: Jan 2009
Location: location infers reality... reality is a theory
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and it inspired this-
while life rewinds... the moments of transition,
only time defines... the price of admission...
and memory... projects its fated reel,
with its crackled sound, and dated zeal...
is this a feature film... or a matinee,
or just a one-line act, at the cabaret...
is it a ten-cent dance, at the music hall,
or a captured audience, at the curtain call...
time and life and memories flash,
it ticks and slips and quips the brash...
it chimes and rhymes and mimes the bliss,
as we walk along that road... to the great abyss...
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