Flexitime   for M lady Bonnie

Flexitime for M lady Bonnie

A Poem by Poeticpiers
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Flexitime.
 
A blank faced clock which has no hands
 must still obey Chronos’ commands.
The minutes pass without display.
Times moves on inexorably
 the hours passing speedily
Today replaces yesterday.
Why are men obsessed by the clock
they measure every tick and tock.
What does it matter anyway ?
we know that darkness rules the night
and that the day is filled by light.
 Some time to sleep and work or play.
Avid clock watchers fail to see
that time can pass variably.
 
4-May-08
 
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© 2008 Poeticpiers


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There should always be time to watch the roses grow I think?

I enjoyed this poem - it well described our obsession with 'clock watching'! :)

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Poeticpiers
Poeticpiers

Near Durham city UK, United Kingdom



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