a two thirty-two showing

I often wish for days gone past

when seconds held no sway

when the concepts of time went undiscovered

the struggle tween moments

was marked only through battles of suns and moons

when the ageing hand held no watch

 

you there

the reader that is reading

do you remember the moment

the moment when time first perceived

that first clash with unseen enemy

when the beginning of your end was marked

 

I remember not

too many seconds have passed

septillions maybe multiples more

 

once we basked together naked in the sun

uncaring of the time

 

so let us hurry now

we shant be late for the show

Reviews

[reilly ann conway]

beautiful.....a bit of a deviation from your other stuff. i don't hear the south so much. ;)

[Lovely Lady]

love it

[Sara]

interesting... it's such a striking, dramatic image (black and white, the expression on the woman's face, her strained pose), so i liked how you took an almost philosophical approach to it, instead of doing something more tense and tightly-woven... you actually seem to mull the subject over a little bit... the way you engage the reader ('you there/the reader that is reading') and that ironic last line lends a very humorous, relaxed feel to the poem... it's very readable, like the desultory progression of natural thought, leading me from one line to the next... unique ;)

[PoppySilver]

j.r.
This is wonderful love :) A great slant for the image!

"you there
the reader that is reading
do you remember the moment
the moment when time first perceived
that first clash with unseen enemy
when the beginning of your end was marked".......really moving piece love :)

Time has a hold on all it would seem!
I love this j.r. :)
xx