Thought I'd share one of my favorite poems. I wrote this one about 4 years ago.
MY ONLY CONSTANT
Time ticking by
Incessantly...Rhythmically
The beating of a heart
The tapping of the rain
I mark the passage in 3/4 time.
Always the same,
but constantly changing
No expectations, No disappointments
No love, No pain
No loss, No gain.
Guarding against the inevitable
The clock strikes 8, but it's all the same.
Time's up
But it moves on
Waits for no one
No thing
The floodgates open to Salty emotion
Released in a stream of incomprehension.
It passes and is carried on by the wave of time that
Waits for no one
No thing
But ticks away....
Reliably,
Rythmically...incessantly.
Time is my only constant
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