Tag Archives: Time

12 of the Clock…

wall clock It’s 12 of the clock,  how do I know?
The ticking sound tells me so. It’s strike
has gone, when I over keyed but I love this
clock and there is no need for striking the
half, the quarter, the hour, for time doesn’t
speed or go any slower, just gently ticks
the seconds away, each and every
single
day…
  LadyP©2014

Ps/ Unless I forget to wind it,  ‘tis not battery operated…I couldn’t get a clock picture which said 12 o’clock, every one is set to ten minutes past ten, …. I think ‘cos it’s aesthetic looking? This one was unusually set and looks like mine. The sound of a tick-tock reminds me of my grandparents home,  and makes me feel calm,  which is handy.  🙂   xx

Timing…

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The voice said
“Go back
‘Tis not
your time”
I floated down
to this body of mine,
lying there, flesh ‘n bone,
soulfully lost, on my own,
for the light was still there,
shining bright, calling to me,
feeling so right, beautiful,
pulling, surely not dreamt?
It just wasn’t my time,
‘Twasn’t meant.  
LadyP©2014

Time and Again…

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                    Do
        you
ask           
  yourself questions,
then answer them true
as you wonder what time 
has in store for you?                  
Does time really matter                   
in the grand scheme of things           
as days flit by on gossamer wings?
Try as you might,                              
time ignores your will         
evading your grasp,     
‘twill                            
never            
stand
            still.
LadyP ©2014

Ripples…

 

Radiating Ripples.
I
often wonder
about the ripples of time,
how they could be affected
by actions of yours or mine.
Decisions made
and choices taken
set firmly on a course,
hopefully not forsaken,
carried on by storm filled sea
or becalmed by one of tranquillity.
Yes, I often wonder if what we do today,
will have rippled repercussions in any way.

LadyP© 2011

Pacing Time…

 

Dreamtime Clock There’s
a time and place
for everything it seems,
my time and place appears in my dreams,
where my mind plays tricks, where dreams are long
I’m chased here and there with heart beating strong
suddenly scenarios change leaving me sorely afraid
the escape route is gone, has it been waylaid?
Then I wake so tired, eyes feeling heavy
If there’s one time and place,
I’m not at all
ready! 
  LadyP © 2011