Poem - 07 July 2021, 04:47

THIS CLOCK

I think now this clock
Will never now move, for
It broke time forever
Got stuck in fates grove
So we watch it in silence, in
the evening, after dark
Observe it at dawn time in the
song of the lark, when the
shadows lament and are
sorrowed at its fate... stuck in
poignant awareness of
deadly malaise
So we sit and we breathe
when the endless is long
Ever here in a moment, too
Already gone

M P 7/7/21

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S.zaynab.kamoonpury07 July 2021, 05:01

Strong and dreary darkish, i hope no one near you is in deadly malaise. You express superbly. Kudos!
Plz do read and comment my newest poem too.

Marion09 July 2021, 18:13

Thanks so much for taking the time Zaynab...appreciated x

PL Jaison07 July 2021, 07:29

Nice write Marion. You are blessed with the gift of watching things around us closely. Great write.

Please read my newest poem too

Marion07 July 2021, 11:05

Thanks so much for your lovely comment PL...I will catch up on yours x

Gwendoline07 July 2021, 08:33

Grief can leave us feeling stuck in that moment. Time drags because we wait knowing every minute is another without them. This is a sad yet real write on that sensation. Which puts doubt on that phrase of time being a healer. For many it’s actually torture
hugs 💗 xoxo

Marion07 July 2021, 16:45

Spot on Gwen there is no healing with grief...we bow a little further each day under its weight, thanks love ❤️

Being Me07 July 2021, 09:28

You write so damn well... Especially when it is to do with your feelings. I love the style you write in. As for time, Gwendoline has nailed it in her comments. Time is not always the healer it is said to be. Somethings can never be healed - not even by time. All that aside, though, time is weird isn't it? It's not always what it says on the tin. I mean, take an inch, a foot, a yard - they are all set measurements. We know where we are with them. If something is two inches long it is two inches long. It doesn't ever seem to look like six inches or even a foot. A yard is always a yard and a foot a foot. But time is different. It's units are measurements - seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years - whatever but they are carefully decided measurements. But time's measurements must be made with elastic because a minute can seem much longer. An hour is very weird - it can seem like several hours long but then it also has the ability to seem like only 5 minutes. Time is the only measurement I know that does not stay true - time does its own thing. I don't think I believe in time anymore. It is bothersome. I have not worn a watch in years. I get there when I get there (suffice to say, I am usually late for things). Time is not to be trusted 🤫😉 it is very deceiving. Also note, when you watch a kettle it takes longer to boil.

I hope you are doing okay x

Marion07 July 2021, 16:42

Yes you are right Tina, once when I was really unwell I remember being aware of every second...I was in a medicated fug...floating nicely and I swear that half an hour lasted 12 hours. Also if you look at the planets( can't remember the facts but I think it's mercury.... but because of its orbit or something it's day is twice as long as it's year...you know, stuff like that. Time as we know it is a man made thing I don't think the same laws apply to the wider universe...thanks so much for you interesting in-depth comment ...it's so nice you are back in here ❤️

Being Me07 July 2021, 21:43

It was your wonderful poem that prompted me to write that comment. Your poem made me think... A lot... On "time". Fabulous writing from you. Sending you big hugs 🤗 zillions of them ❤️ x