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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa 
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It’s a constant clickety-click, click-click of time rolling down the tracks with no more a mountain or steep incline to slow what cannot be stopped or a pause at the junction between then and now to take on more meaningful stuff. Clickety-click, click-click, click-click, on and on to nowhere, somewhere, where time makes its very own line and decides on concurrent or separate according to whim or desire. Time is involved in trickery, fraud, and cons the gullible time, time again, but who can say, “Nay” to time’s merry ways when it cannot be caught by candid camera or redefined by intelligent minds and packaged within the bounds of limited understanding. Time, dear time, pristine or used still has the legs of a gazelle for when no track it leaps on in bounds to that nowhere place or somewhere quicker than the jet-set can or even the ordinary man in the street. Time has eyes for it knows where it’s going but hooded and cloaked I can’t access soul and decide good or bad, right or wrong, or plain and simply indifferent so I think I’ll just stare stupidly and grin like a simpleton while time does its thing, its artful thing, of rolling on down the tracks! Helen / 2 February 2009 |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Time is indeed such a fascinating topic, dear Helen. And I love your take on it. You write always in a captivating way. ... in humbleness we must indeed accept that we don't have yet all the answers. Beautiful. Love, Margherita |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
I love your take on time, Helen. Such a clever and humorous poem. What more could one ask for? Ida |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
When I was young, I mean "younger", ~ and always in a hurry, 'Time' seemed to move painfully slow. Now that I am 'somewhat' older, tempus fugit. Time flies! ~ but now I'm wanting it to move slowly! "Like sands through an hourglass, so are the Days of Our Lives". Another enjoyable read!  Linda |
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