Get Your Premium Membership

A Matter Of Time,

Poet's Notes

Become a Premium Member and post notes and photos about your poem like William Kekaula.

In a way to past this day in pleasure,
I guessed to calculate time by measure,

I stood in front of a door that opened,
Walked through, closed behind me, it unfolded,

When sixty seconds stood at my command,
Gave them directions and quickly disband,

***32,616,001 minutes commanded full-filled since my birth, 62 years, 5 days ago.

2019 September 08
Life Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Ironic Zink 

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

Post Comments
Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.