Today in Time (My World)11/14/2015

Today in Time (My World)11/14/2015

A Poem by Willard Wells
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Today in Time (My World)11/14/2015


Starting as a question

within my mind.

I feel an odd sensation,

but not unfamiliar to a person in my state.


Sensations change and

pressure felt upon

the frontal lob.

Knowing the drill

and not to wait.


A bottle is found

that may correct

many mistakes if

I act in time.

And slow the progress just in time.


Seeming to stem the tide

I have some sleep

and bide my time.

But when I wake

and far to soon.


My mistakes are

coming through.

Shadows now

have turned

quite dark.


And past the stage,

a mistake was made.

My day is not in doubt,

as I expect I have bought,

a day or two, to fight a bout.


More meds come now

but still not much

as my brain fights

itself in my defense.

Between healthy choice,


and reducing pain.


I make a choice

and to be fair,

it seldom happens

in my thoughts.

As pains go away.


But still you have

the remembrance

of lost time when

you were in great pain.


And it's not that new,

and just a memory.

Carrying that memory

helps when in pain.


It's nothing new

and over 50 years

strong with memories.


So beyond the lost

time that I'm using now

to write these words

in my altered state.


It's a pain that I call

a topic of conversation.

As so much of my daily

life throughout my life,

has been me saying,


Excuse my state My headaches.


But my thought to add today is this pain maybe a bit of stress from all the pain I feel for all the world. As we mourn the lives of humans of this earth. Good and evil in the end is still a human life that should have had some value to someone. May all around the world from all evil in the past few weeks pray to their God or deity for a quiet time in some part of the world. Peace out!!

© 2015 Willard Wells


Author's Note

Willard Wells
Forgive fast and rough but that my mind right now.

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I say to you, my dear friend, that there is nothing to forgive! What I read was quite lucid and clearly from a heart that has known it's share of pain and suffered through it. But, you are still here praying with us, drawing us together for a quiet time with our God of choice asking for Peace. Well served to Humanity, Will!

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Posted 9 Years Ago


Willard Wells

9 Years Ago

Thank you oh kind sir for your reading and commenting. I wrote another piece earlier after this trag.. read more
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this poem resonates with physical, emotional and mental pain.. I am saddened by these words, for you have a true poet's gift and a rare romantic soul that comes by having humility and a belief and love of God, a higher source that truly saves. Such gifts can be hindered temporarily due to things out of our control. Keep writing and never stop believing...it is here, in the deepest recesses of our minds, that we have this wondrous gift of being able to communicate with our Creator. I will keep you in my thoughts and prayers as well, my friend.

Psalm 83:18; Isaiah 41:10

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Posted 9 Years Ago


Willard Wells

9 Years Ago

I feel blessed and your words have brought a smile to my face and a little extra sunshine into my he.. read more
Autumn Lyric

9 Years Ago

You are welcome.
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Willard Wells
Willard Wells

Sacramento, CA



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Photography and words are my activities to try and keep an over active mind under control. For the most part my pieces have been short since that's how I'm wired. I would like to write something longe.. more..

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