Oh, The Time

Oh, The Time

A Poem by James K. Blaylock

Oh, The Time

 

trying to breath, but

all air-ways are blocked

 

fighting to live, but

growing wearry from shock...

 

nothing means nothing, and now,

the hands are gone from your clock

 

3-30-09

 

 

© 2009 James K. Blaylock


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this definitely has meaning behind it. very nice!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I sense the struggle for survival. "Hands are gone from your clock" could mean end of something. It could be death but I can't tell if this piece refers to that.

Posted 15 Years Ago


asthma attack?James

Posted 15 Years Ago



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James K. Blaylock
James K. Blaylock

Tyler, TX



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Hi, I'm James K. Blaylock and I'm a poet/writer. I'm 39, and I live in Texas. I was born and raised here. I have been writing now for 13 years and I've been blessed to be published a number of times. .. more..

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