Time in a BottleA Poem by Jack...Ticking, ticking, ticking...
Time in a Bottle By Jack Ivey I turn the key within its chamber The hinges cry a woeful squeak Closed up tight for years uncounted Moments that this attic keeps Memories of days forgotten Scattered on this wooden floor As if time trapped in a bottle Safely kept for evermore Foraging through endless bounties Dust it lays more than an inch Dim, the incandescent light bulb No one else has been here since Now my mind it tends to wander Dreaming of the good old days Photographs breathe life now savored Black and white their bold displays I find a tear my eye now forming Destined, I relive the cost Draped of fabric worn and tattered Faces of the friends I’ve lost Is this it, my life collected Answered questions now begin Left for someone to discover Soon to scatter on the wind I turn the key within its chamber The lock it moans an empty click Count your blessings as they happen Life it passes, oh so quick © 2013 Jack...Author's Note
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StatsAuthorJack...San Antonio, TXAboutNot much to tell about me, I am just Jack, I am a poet, a writer, a musician, a painter, a builder and a dreamer. I live in south Texas but am originally from New Jersey and miss it more and more all .. more..Writing
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