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Terminal

The ticking of the clock
Echoes in the silence
Of the room.
Time,
Like my life
Ebbing away.

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Poet Destroyer A

March 29, 2012 at 8:42 AM

congrats on your featured poem of the week

Vince Suzadail Jr.

March 28, 2012 at 4:24 PM

Congrats Sylvia on "Terminal" being featured. God Bless.

Carol Sunshine Brown

March 28, 2012 at 5:40 AM

Congratulations on your premium featured write this week Sylvia. Love, Carol

Patrick Cornwall

March 27, 2012 at 8:31 PM

wonderful poem >Patrick

Daver Austin

March 26, 2012 at 2:55 PM

A sound treat. Congrats on the selection. daver

Duncan Chappell

October 10, 2010 at 11:42 AM

like this on so much thank you [duncan]

James Fraser

October 9, 2010 at 2:29 PM

The clock of the awaiting. One reason why we must keep busy and active, no matter how old we are. No clocks when the lights go out, just infinity in blackness >> James :)

Dean Masciarelli

October 7, 2010 at 8:14 PM

Hi Sylvia I forgot to mention my other site to you, because I have an idea that you will enjoy reading my poetry while you listen to music that I had personally included in all of my poetry here is the link :) www.poetrypoem.com/poet3238 Thank you again for all of your kind thoughts because you have truly made my day a very special one because of your comments that you have left me on my poetry, Sincerely Dean

Dean Masciarelli

October 7, 2010 at 8:06 PM

Hi Sylvia I have a poem called sitting in the terminal waiting on a plane that I think you may enjoy just as much as I have enjoyed this poem of yours today, and by the way I stopped wearing my watch because I don't like to keep looking at it to see how much time has slipped away , Yet every day I do wake up with the early morning sun because it is my natural time clock to remind me that I was promised another day, Thank you for sharing your thoughts on my poetry . GBYA sincerely Dean