morning poem, July 25, 2015

Posted on July 25, 2015 by labeak52

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Time taps on my forehead

Just above my brow

It mumbles about sales

And necessary maintenance

And roads lost if not taken.

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I give up

I have not time

For all of time’s demands

I rest in the promise of eternity.

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Copyright 2015

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5 Responses to morning poem, July 25, 2015

  1. Joseph E Bird says:
    July 25, 2015 at 8:59 am

    GB was very impressed with this. Two thumbs up.

    Reply
  3. A // W // F says:
    July 27, 2015 at 1:06 am

    I keep thinking of Prufrock … Measuring our lives in coffee spoons … I’ll take the promise of eternity, for sure. ❤

    Reply
  4. A // W // F says:
    July 27, 2015 at 1:07 am

    And P.S. In case you couldn’t tell: I love this.

    Reply
  5. labeak52 says:
    July 27, 2015 at 6:33 am

    Thanks! I’m encouraged.

    Reply

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