Time

Time goes by?
Kill time?
Wasting time?
Quick time?
Time flys?

Time is still.............

We pass time by.
We move through time. 
Time is in place and already exists, past and future.
Past is locked in memory. Future is locked in your mind.

Time is but a memory, seen or not. Think about it.

Time....tick tock.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Fraser Avatar
April 16, 2010 at 9:43 AM
This awesome measuring system used to sequence events, kool piece Gareth >> James
Mason Avatar
April 6, 2010 at 9:01 PM
Well, actually I try not to "think about it" ... LOL ... I like to stay in the NOW as much as possible as there is a lot more sand at the bottom of the hour glass than is left to come through ... smile ...
Suzadail Jr. Avatar
April 6, 2010 at 2:52 PM
Time is time. I'd love to be able to travel through it, choose an era, live it, then choose another one and like the Beach Boys said "Let's Do It Again."
White Avatar
April 6, 2010 at 1:26 AM
I believe time is killed, fast forwarded, stalled and stopped for a while then restarted. Our clocks follow accordingly- but in our souls we know these changes have happened, What do we do? We look at the clock and rationalize it, and move on with our day. My only proof of this is that no two days seem like the same amount of time went by. Do they?
Devonshire Avatar
April 5, 2010 at 9:28 PM
Having always had trouble coming to terms with the concept of the time/space continuum, I find this write to be quite intriguing -- memorable. Well done, Gareth! Love, Carolyn
Dietrich Avatar
April 5, 2010 at 8:03 PM
Gareth, thanks for telling us about this poem. A thought provoking write it is! We use it in many phrases indeed! IN my opinion, it is WAY WAY too fast. And my biggest motto is, "I've got no time" Luv, Andrea
Kendrick Avatar
April 5, 2010 at 6:07 PM
And each person has their own memory...Keep the creative pen flowing. Sara
Johnson Avatar
April 5, 2010 at 3:59 PM
Time is also an enigma that can't be explained to my satisfaction. Somewhere I have a poem about it wondering how time can never end. Your poem is very thought provoking. Thanks for mentioning it in your blog. Joyce
Sweetheart Avatar
April 5, 2010 at 3:48 PM
Time has an essence and an element all its own.. u have given us a perspective on it to analyze in our own minds.. everything takes time.. and time heals all wounds.. as we know.. yesterday is time past.. tomorrow is time future... now is time present.. I like your idea of the tick tock factor... going back to your blog now...luv.. "Sweetheart"
Culverhouse Avatar
April 5, 2010 at 2:00 PM
NOO don't make me!! :)
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