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Open Poetry #40

Labors

openthoughts
Member

since 2006-01-16

Posts 94
Where the child can be free

0 posted 2007-05-23 10:41 PM

Labors

I feel the weight of heaven and hell
And the choices I've made to find them both
Pressing heavy on my chest.
The years have made it difficult to breathe.
It is labored:
I am labored.

The clocks have stopped; their ticking silenced
Since they served no rational purpose,
As the time is now kept not with hands
But with the echo of footsteps,
My footsteps,
As they thunder.
I see no past that is not future
Or future not past.
All are the sum
Of fleeting presents that I carry
As a trophy and a burden.

Let my eyes see nothing
But the clearest lines
Of light and dark
And my ears hear only
The time of thunder
And my labored breaths

Mysteria

Member Laureate

since 2001-03-07

Posts 18328
British Columbia, Canada

1 posted 2007-05-25 02:06 AM

The older you get the more this will ring true, so it is best not even to wear a watch, and just seize every moment as it is given. Nicely worded.

secondhanddreampoet
Member Ascendant

since 2006-11-07

Posts 6394
a 'Universalist' !

2 posted 2007-05-25 09:18 AM

This is a most fine 'write'!

I particularly love:

"The clocks have stopped; their ticking
silenced
Since they served no rational purpose,
As the time is now kept not with hands
But with the echo of footsteps,
My footsteps..."

sustained applause!!

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