The Clocks Are Ticking ~ A Poem By Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet

Time will always show you who
and what really matters.” ~ Unknown

I love clocks and timepieces
Pocket watches, Grandfather Clocks,
Melody In Motion musical wall clocks
All keep time
Constant reminders
That we have no time to kill today
Each day I’m getting older
Time waits for no one
Especially me
I never seem to find enough time
So I sit and listen
Letting the ticking calm me
Like the dripping of a faucet
In a pan of water left in a sink
There is a loneliness in time
A reminder that time is always passing
That time is an illusion
Past, Present and Future all exist together
Maybe it’s time for killing time
Maybe it’s time for things to get better
We hope that it will
But it doesn’t
So I sit and listen
The clocks are ticking
The faucet is dripping
And I am existing
~


The Tennessee Poet~

©Walt Page 2019 All Rights Reserved

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26 thoughts on “The Clocks Are Ticking ~ A Poem By Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet

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      1. Thanks Walt for bestowing such an honour 🙏
        Better the right place, but the wrong time,
        than vice versa. Then you just have to be
        prepared to wait for the right time to tick
        along. That’s the space where mindfulness
        takes place 😎

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