Who Knows Where The Time Goes

Paul Gerard Reed

"Who knows where the time goes?" - Sandy Denny, Fairport Convention, 1967

 

The air moves around the earth

Ruffling the seas

Since a time before time took it's ease

Moving each river, each firth;

 

Who knows where the time goes?

Into which crevice it disappears

Ingraining itself into your fears

Permeating your woes;

 

Things once young now old

Paper flat now yellowed and faded

Hopes once bright now jaded

Things once warm now grown cold;

 

It's the same for all I suppose

This mystery of passing ages

This ceaseless war that time wages

Who knows where the time goes?

 

 

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  • sorenbarrett

    A marvelous metaphor encased in this poem. Time like a breeze is here and gone invisible and nonretrievable. A beautiful piece deserving of a fave

    • Paul Gerard Reed

      Thank you for your kind comments on this and other poems

    • Poetic Licence

      We think we have forever and in a blink of an eye, time has gone never to, regain, really enjoyed the read

    • Tony36

      Excellent write



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