a two thirty-two showingA Poem by j.r.
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
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
© 2010 j.r.
Added on July 21, 2010
Last Updated on July 22, 2010
Abouthello! :0) i'm a 31 year old poet from arkansas originally, but now live in alaska. i enjoy writing [obviously ;0P], reading, fishing, hiking, karaoke, and just chillin' with friends. most all of t.. more..