Just a Face

Just a Face

A Poem by Laura Judith
"

what/who does this sound like? You'd be suprized

"
Your face tells me nothing
      different than a minute ago.

Always silent,
      but soft ticks

Everyday, everyone stares at you
      Do you not feel it?
      or do you feel the
      hundreds of eyes on your face,
      waiting for you to change

Do you ever get tired?
Being pressed against the wall?
      Do you know your hours are numdered?
            Minutes?

                     Seconds?

Pale, white face
Black features
      most of the time

A Minute smile, followed
      Always
by a Minute frown.

Everyone knows you,
   Knows you well.







Just tell me,



         What time is it?

© 2010 Laura Judith


Author's Note

Laura Judith
Well, it's actualy a clock. Or, at least, that's what it's supposed to be. that's how it started...

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I like this a lot! I thought it was a person, but I can see how it can be a clock. Good job!

Posted 14 Years Ago


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Very creative! I've never read a poem about a clock lol...I like because it's different. Great poem :)

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