Church Organ

Silence of me

 As I am cleaning the inside of my watch

I find a collection of moments within the gears and dials

Memories overflow looking to be stored somewhere that holds its equity

Only it’s not my own

It’s thoughts of my loves prior

I am not restless

I am not bored

I have books I hold

This computer I puttering along

My typewriter personified by it’s words

And records that I listen to by scent

I keep hearing complaints

Bragging

Moaning

Nagging

Loving

I miss each and every girl

From the first hour to the last

You all might not have come first

But you never came last

As I screw my watch back together,

The voices quiet down

Reviews

[Ed Hart]

most excellent, especially the missing each and every girl...like years make history, they (eventually) make the man...

[bluessadmood]

oh another loveliness..as i clean my watch
found collection of moments within gears and dials
memories overflow looking to be stored somewhere
not my own,thoughts of my lovers..
keep hearing complaints,all sorts
miss them ,every and each
from first hour to the last
and i screw my watch back together
then voives quiet down..
ohh how lovely how clever
this watch storing all the moments..they shout at me
lovely write

[Sheila Kline]

Great write!!! I enjoyed the analogy that you have used of the watch and your loves! Very creative and well delivered!!!