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Bedevilled By Time

Time does not exist— I look ahead and behind I was there-here I am-I will be See! It isn’t time that changes It is me. © Harry J Horsman 2010

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 11/28/2012 2:50:00 PM

oh, goodie another one I had not yet seen!!! This is what I call a profound little poem!! Great topic and great title. I much enjoyed this one!!

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 10/7/2010 3:43:00 PM

PS - thanks for your comments on past-life nightmare, a true story. I think "Disposable Wisdom" still holds my records for the most reads though, and it was recently published internationally. I look forward to catching up when I get to Jersey. Love, Carolyn

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 10/7/2010 3:41:00 PM

Very profound, Harry! I love the irony in this poem. Time doesn't change; we do. I am still traveling to NJ. Stopped in Virginia tonight and have driven 900 miles so far. About 300 or more to go! Yikes. I was so glad to see you as the runner up to Mr. Poetry Soup on Chris's blog. We ladies would rather vote for men than other ladies and you have a very handsome photo posted! Frank Herrera has left the Soup to pursue painting for a while. More when I get to Jersey, Love, Carolyn

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 10/7/2010 9:29:00 AM

Wishing you the best in the contest Harry. Love, Carol

Audrey Haick

Date: 10/7/2010 8:12:00 AM

Though I'm not in agreement, my friend, I admire your talent.. Your gift is obvious in all your writes...Thanks for leaving comments on mine. Peace, Audrey

Gerard Keogh Jr.

Date: 10/6/2010 5:13:00 PM

Ah, the existentalist via the Twilight Zone. But I like the wit at the end, Harry. It has the winning wink of the knowing comic. Regards from Gerard.

De R

Date: 10/6/2010 8:51:00 AM

Some people say that time actually doesn't exist and getting old is a disease. Great poem harry! Emilia

Barbara Gorelick

Date: 10/6/2010 7:48:00 AM

Cool write..love it...BG