Trapped around my
Head I can’t get out
Of my nose, it’s blocked
And the swelling’s endless
And my sides are tingling
And I’m sweating
And my feet are tingling
And I’m sweating
And my hands are scribbling
Though my arms are weary and
I’m fed up although there’s
A blind man sitting next to me.
Time says, What’s the matter?
Now is not a fixed abode
It doesn’t have a key or boast
A chaise longue, commode or
Even a settee. Yes, it rocks on
The veranda and whistles through
The trees, it shows the clock in the
Hall is wrong and the one by
The bed agrees with whatever they say on TV.
But beyond the tick-tock, Time is not
Governed by the fixed beat any more than
My heartbeat is steady when a car beeps
Or dog dies or bird barely misses me, Time
Moves on and its pace is beyond rhyme,
There is no such thing as good or bad Time,
It is the currency with which we
Live and we must use it wisely, i.e
Neither squander, nor hoard
Savour every drop, wherever it may fall.
Time is a good reflection for the upcoming year. Find the places where we savour every drop.
Nice!!
Please check mine if you wish,
http://meirozavian.wordpress.com/2010/12/29/water
Thank you.
I like the one on your gravatar – the acceptance of everything reminds me of the Upanishads. Will follow you with interest..
beautiful wonders..
love the flow…
You are under fresh poets to explore,
I invite you to become a participant at Thursday Poets Rally Week 36…link in your entry when you are ready.
That’s a better way to make poetic friends, and have your talent directly exposed to fellow poets.
Poetry awards are to be given upon completion.
Hope to see you in, Happy Thursday, best wishes for the year of 2011.
xoxox
I would love to but I fear its now too late. Keep in touch and I’ll be on board next time..
You are absolutely correct. Time is the currency that we live with and we can’t change it one iota. Well written poem. Thank you.
Thanks for your response. Life, as you point out, is for celebration, whatever we can or cannot afford..
Very creative, I like the ending the last two lines very much, evokes hope!
Hello, Happy New Year!
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I hope this doesn’t seem like Im merely reciprocating your praise – your poems capture the moment with sincerity and clarity that makes me want to return to your site. I will look into contributing to the poetry sharing thing, many thanks for your support and a very Happy New Year..