Time Warp
Sometimes I find myself
Wallowing, wondering, wandering
Floundering
In a time warp
All the clocks in my house
Inconsistent
Minutes differ from room to room
On certain days an hour can pass
With nary a move of the clock
So many hours are spent reminiscing
Photos, especially, touch my heart
A familiar snapshot can ??
Memory overload
Melancholic flash backs
Drive me to the past
Without skipping a beat
I’m yanked to the future
Wondering where I am going
So clich̩ Рbut so true
What do my tomorrows hold
Will my anticipations be met
Or trampled
This rubberband existence
Of yestertimes and the unknown
Cannot be tracked
By even a crystal ball
And I find myself lost
Unable to ground myself
Find myself
Enjoy myself
In the here and now
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My blog is not going to include rants about the world and life's wrongdoings. It's probably not going to hold a diary of what's going on in my life. But, what it is going to contain is my poetry. I have been writing it for over 30 years. Some of what I post will be old, and some of it will be recent. You may find you can relate to some of what I write .. if so .. cool. If not, click the X and move on.. I'm open to feedback. Thanks to all of you who have been my inspiration, my muses.
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