poems written on the fly

Archive for September, 2008|Monthly archive page

Time Flies

In art, d. james, literature, poem, poetry, writing on 30 September 2008 at 7:49 am

An agreement
time

It flies
in your face
while you’re not looking

What time is it
where you are?

Daytime
Wintertime
Nighttime
Springtime
Daylight Savings Time

Don’t we all
want more time?

Six hours ahead
three hours behind

It would have to end
for it to be all the same

(D. James)

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