A Foggy Night in Tennessee

A Foggy Night in Tennessee

A Poem by Robert Francis Callaci

Time is a fleeting thing


A Foggy Night in Tennessee

The fleeting flicker of time

flicks in, flicks out,

without thoughtful reflection

and in no particular direction. It floats,

it flies, it runs, walks, and it hides.

It wiggles, waddles, and wobbles  

over me like it’s sticking around to stay,

and then with a chuckle and a sigh  

it slowly fades away.


tic tock tic


flick, flick, flick


click, click, click


it seems like only yesterday

we celebrated our undying love

in my Dad’s old Chevy

with kisses and caresses

while the radio played

‘Begin the Beguine’


but in my saccharine dreams

we did more than just kiss the

night away 

  it was

     blissfully sublime -


flick, flick...


napalm jungles, tainted rice,

      screaming babies           killing fields


round-eyed wonder-boys banging on

the devil’s drums and pissing  on hallowed



shallow breathing,  still grieving-

  faces that haunt me forever

             in my Technicolor nightmares


but you always comforted me when woken

from my hell-fueled slumber; wiping sweat

off my brow with your kisses and humming

lullabies that helped heal crucified memories


if not for you

    guilt, regret, and madness

           would have ravaged

 and whittled me down bare

   to the bone

       long ago


click, click...


sunrises, sunsets, and rainbows--

butterflies flittering and  fluttering about--

ocean waves on a stormy night--

shooting stars, lightening bugs, and croaking frogs--

dancing together naked  in a moonlit night--

Beethoven, Bach, Mozart and Sinatra--

Your smile


flash-dot- dot- dash- flicker-flick-click-click-click



Tick Tock...


hold my hand


don’t let  go


no need to cry


don’t you hear it!


My Dad’s old Chevy is honking its horn and

the radio is playing our song













©Robert F Callaci




© 2019 Robert Francis Callaci

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Added on March 1, 2019
Last Updated on March 1, 2019
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Robert Francis Callaci
Robert Francis Callaci

Port Richey, FL

My passion is writing- I've been writing a mythological tale on the many facets and faces of GOD- I've been a net poet for the past seventeen years- I'm a former admin at lit .org and active one (Patr.. more..