My most favorite clock
is the one that lives in my attic
it’s really old and doesn't have hands
ironically time took its toll
I don't mind though
sometimes I go up just to see it
not ticking and not moving
I sit and reflect on the fact time is literally standing still
at least that is what I want to believe
and every moment that passes
I feel i'm cheating time itself
having a deep love affair with denial
all the while knowing that sooner or later
i'll have to leave my beloved clock
and go back down to where life still moves
and chimes still make an entrance on the hour
but for now, just for the next few minutes
i'll sit quietly reflecting with my moment of stillness
where time really does stand still.
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Teddy.15 (
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Those moments are essential to escape the traffic of life, great write mate
Hello dear John, welcome to my page, and a huge thank you for coming by today. We sure do need these moments don't we. Thank you so much. 🤗
Teddy, I just love this picture, is this really your attic? I love the way the light comes in through the windows and lights up the room. I don't see the clock, but I also love how you describe your fondness of the clock and room. If only walls could talk. Almost like there's an unseen poem in that room waiting to be read. Excellent Teddy. 😉👍
Dearest A.P I used art by Saatchi I also have a great picture of a clock without hands which inspired this poem but I thought would be more intriguing using the attic instead. Thank you so much dear friend. 🤗
It made for a great read and thought provoking idea. 😊👍
Time stands still in our minds once in a while although it seems to race at other times. Maybe time is just an invention of the human mind, other animals don't seem to worry about it. Thought provoking write Teddy.
I saw a picture of a clock without hands and I just wrote this, always so humbled that you enjoy my work. Thank you 💞
You are most welcome I enjoy it because it is interesting, well written and just good poetry.
This is a beautiful scene, Teddy, I love it.
Thank you so much dear Thomas.
This poem feels as if it is the beginning of a beautiful life story that your are telling, one that I wish would go on. Thank you for this sweet delight!
Ah just an inspiring picture of art, a clock without hands I was so inspired I havent felt for ages, and yes dear Bella more to come. Thank you so much. Thank you so much my dear friend. 💜
I just can't get enough!
I can relate to every single word .. but am surrounded by them .. I have a thing about old clocks & watches, my house tocks to me 24/7 and it is a source of much comfort .. well poemed Teddy .. its good to see what makes someone else tick .. Neville
So did my mum, her home was a clock museum dear Nev, how funny. Thank you my dear friend. 💜
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