"Somewhen It's Morning..."

"Somewhen It's Morning..."

A Poem by Chris
"

yep, 'tis.

"

"...Eons and light years behind my tomorrows"

…sounds about right.

 

"Somewhen It's Morning…"

 

I have a watch,

a fair one 

…a good one.

Three hands -

to link it to existence

within an inch - round and around

a world bound by its nows.

 

It's stopped -

paused

at a present that won't change,

holding every moment there is.

 

I could set it

to was

but not retouch an instant,

a breath, a heartbeat -

fingertips that live in the shadows of then.

 

I can set it

to laters

and still KNOW what I haven't

while I walk tomorrows

or any will be.

 

The stem holds me…

still

tight

close

…chill.

 

Isn't, wasn't - that I felt off

or detached

or even - on time.

Didn't feel less -

felt too more

all that wasn't me

could never be

wouldn't ever be

…there's a price of admission

to tomorrows

…called yesterdays…

you see?

 

Chris

 

© 2015 Chris


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dear Chris... time is of the essence... "Life is not measured in moments of time, but in moments that take your breath away..." truly, Pat

Posted 6 Years Ago


Chris

6 Years Ago

I so agree... thanks for pausing.
Years are months, months are weeks, weeks are days, days are hours, hours are minutes, minutes are seconds... all so misunderstood and is not what is perceived in the here and now all time is irrelevant and endless ...stunning like all🌹

Posted 6 Years Ago


Chris

6 Years Ago

I appreciate your thoughts... thank you.
‘Thoughts In Time’🌹

6 Years Ago

It’s my pleasure🌹
there's a price of admission to tomorrows

…called yesterdays…

you see?
I really love this line .Nice work Chris .


Posted 8 Years Ago


Chris

8 Years Ago

I'm glad you found a moment to share understanding...
Chris

8 Years Ago

Come by anytime
Thought provoking piece, time is all what we have, we spend it or is it really time that spends us. Thank you for sharing this magnificent piece.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Yes, I do see... that line rips through my mind.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Chris

8 Years Ago

It's good having you here...
i love the way you describe it !!! have fantastic deep touch !!! you are really good at your work !!!

Posted 8 Years Ago


Chris

8 Years Ago

Using a mechanical watch to describe existence in a digital age ...was "interesting"...
zunie frost

8 Years Ago

yup it was !!! i must say your thoughts and creativity is really good
"there's a price of admission to tomorrows called yesterdays". This is one of the greatest lines I've ever read in a poem. Fantastic write! The whole poem is so amazing!

Posted 8 Years Ago


Chris

8 Years Ago

Nice meeting you Kelsey... nice of you to stop by.
Ah, if only we could control time, and turn it back or forwards as we wish... speed it up through bad or boring events, and slow it down to enjoy those precious experiences for as long as possible. "…there's a price of admission to tomorrows …called yesterdays… you see?" Yes, it's the experiences we've already lived through, that make us fit to cope with what is to come. Cool poem, makes you think!

Posted 8 Years Ago


Chris

8 Years Ago

Thinking is Good.
The final four lines really summed this up. I like this, time is on our side until it isn't. A very creative way of counting the minutes of our days to come and those that have passed.

Posted 8 Years Ago


ah, one of my favorite pet peeve subjects in a way. To me, time... is a mortal human construct. It measures "things" ... badly. I have been changing the way I perceive life, in moments, not time. In the same regard as your title, there was a title to an old "Route 66" episode: "Somehow It Gets To Be Tomorrow" a pretty good episode you can watch on Youtube. ah. Anyway, I couldn't shake that title and I pondered it for weeks, and now it's part of my "personal creed" if you will. This piece of yours speaks to that same perception. "A world bound by it's nows" indeed.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Chris

8 Years Ago

Exactly how I look at time...

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