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This Clock

this pain pulsates like the tick of the clock on this wall i see the seconds fading minutes struggling in strides hours agonizing in painful steps time waiting not even for me to steady myself this face staring back as time stands still is death

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Gershon Wolf

Date: 11/10/2019 4:08:00 PM

A thought crossed my rocky brain after reading this: Time---hours, minutes, seconds---is truly a manmade concept/invention. And that's how it can be so cruel, as there is no end to man's cruelty, (witness the 20th century, not to mention the 21st!)… Either that, or it's simply time for a new clock. LOL. Thanks for a thought-provoking write, my friend. Warmest wishes, Gershon

Sandra Adams
Date: 11/10/2019 5:12:00 PM

ha...i was having throbbing pain in my leg, the clock on the wall seemed loud and was going along with the throbs of pain, almost a beat to the pain...the poem was born, thank you my friend.... :) hugs

Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 11/7/2019 1:37:00 PM

Hello Sandra Adams , it is said that time stands still for no one. Have a nice day my friend.

Sandra Adams
Date: 11/7/2019 6:33:00 PM

so very true Darlene, thank you so much :)

Alexis Y.

Date: 11/7/2019 12:07:00 PM

Hi Sandra, I don't know your story. However, it pains me to hear that you are going through that kind of pain. This poem is very sad, I hope your day gets better and that you feel better than you did when you wrote this poem- Alexis

Sandra Adams
Date: 11/7/2019 6:32:00 PM

Thank you so very much Alexis...the day did get better...my muse always pens emotions and then i smile again... today she was just lashing out...i had some throbbing pain, the clock on the wall felt like it was mimicking the throbs, then the poem came... hugs

Heidi Sands

Date: 11/7/2019 10:24:00 AM

I don't know what is happening, but I hope that you will find some inspiration and joy today, maybe outside in nature ? :)

Sandra Adams
Date: 11/7/2019 10:31:00 AM

i am outside in nature all the time...diabetic pains i suppose, walking is difficult some days, this would be one of them...thank you so much Heidi...:) hugs

Line Gauthier

Date: 11/7/2019 10:22:00 AM

Well penned, Sandra.

Sandra Adams
Date: 11/7/2019 10:28:00 AM

thank you so much Line... hugs

Chris Green

Date: 11/7/2019 10:20:00 AM

Then I say look the other direction and tell time to set its own self back. Such a sad and painful poem my friend. The throbbing pain, counting down the hours, the minutes, like a knife wielding metronome. My heart breaks while reading this.

Sandra Adams
Date: 11/7/2019 10:28:00 AM

thank you my friend, if only i could...bad day...going to end up getting hit trying to cross the highway for my coffee if this keeps up...i had a hard time getting out of the way... hugs