That Clock.

Goldfinch60



Time,

That constancy in our lives,

It never changes,

Each second, minute and hour

Are exactly the same.

But why is it in our lives

Time seems to vary,

Vary from moment to moment?

That clock with in us

Is so different to time.

Every time we enjoy ourselves

Time just races by.

But every time sadness is within us

Time just gets slower and slower.

Why is our time so variable,

When we know it is constant?

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 26th, 2021 02:22
  • Comment from author about the poem: What is time?
  • Category: Reflection
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Comments5

  • orchidee

    Maybe it's cos 'Doesn't time fly when you're enjoying yourselves?!'
    Did time pass very quickly in 1066?
    You used up that extra second we had one year? You spent it all at once?!

  • Goldfinch60

    I have saved that extra second for continency usage in the future.

    Andy

  • Fay Slimm.

    Good question dear Andy - time can certainly be friend or enemy - --- really great to hear Ella again.

    • Goldfinch60

      Thank you Fay.

      I think Ella could sing a 'phone book and she would still sound great!

      Andy

    • L. B. Mek

      'That clock with in us
      Is so different to time.
      Every time we enjoy ourselves
      Time just races by.'
      some truly thought provoking words Andy,
      makes students of life, want to look-up the meaning behind 'no mind, no matter'
      all the way back to Kant and much, much further...

      • Goldfinch60

        Thank you Mek.

        Andy

      • dusk arising

        Lyrics from "where does the time go"
        If i could have a pound for every moment i've spent worrying
        And other little things in life that frankly theres no hurrying
        Then I would be a rich man and i wanna be a rich man soon
        But going at this rate I think that i might just wait
        Till theres life on the moon
        (tell me) Where does the time go

        I rekkon the UFOs we hear about are visitors from our future (where obviously they have invented time travel) and they are here to put right things which would have prevented their existence.... though why they missed this bloody pandemic does make me wonder.

        A fantasy... yes indeed.... got a better one? (keep it clean)

        • Goldfinch60

          Those visitors are waiting for us to destroy this world so that they can bring it back to the better place it was - at least that’s what they tell me.

          Andy



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