In Time

The clock holds nothing about time, Where a mood I star on her face. Love, still the numbers in my cry — The clock holds nothing about time, A glass that's always ~left and right~ Oh, darling, for a brief while, stay — The clock holds nothing about time, Where a mood I star on her face.

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Sotto Poet

Date: 7/6/2025 6:16:00 PM

Oh, Paige, this is fantastic, cool, and fun poetry! You portray a beautiful concept and a lovely sight.

Anne Winter

Date: 7/4/2025 8:34:00 AM

Wow, this is so exquisitely written with artistic writing!

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 7/3/2025 8:54:00 PM

Your starting line is so very true, Paige

Linda Alice Fowler

Date: 7/3/2025 6:45:00 AM

'Time' was invented to help humans define existence when in actuality there is no 'time', only this moment. Enamored of this one Paige. Thanks for sharing your talent. :)

Hiya Sharma

Date: 6/29/2025 9:14:00 AM

Woah, you do these forms so well, dear Paige! What an impeccable triolet this is! Crafted with so much effortlessness and such immaculate flow, both of emotions and imagery as well. I'm always awestruck by your artistic poetic skills and this one has amazed my heart to the core. Especially "The clock holds nothing about time, Where a mood I star on her face" These lines hold so much wisdom and philosophical depth within them! So heart-moving and soul touching! Loved reading this! Absolutely a fav for me ~ sending u light and best wishes always.