Time Shared

Dutifully wound when I rise each and every day.
Staring at my watch I see the time’s ticking away.
The band now snugger as the weight begins to rise.
Its numbers memorized unseen through aging eyes.
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Wear’s now apparent, shimmer gone from its case.
Distress now etched forever on a once smooth face.
Hours once familiar now simply shades of grays.
Precision now is lacking in this twilight phase.
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With each wind a moment gone, a moment less to see,
this time we spend on time are moments not to be.
I know the day’s coming when the spring loses its twist.
But til then, I’m sure, today lives upon my wrist.

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A Stroke of Time

In this instant our day’s to start.
The sun rises with imagination’s art.
Canvases unfurl forever changing.
Changes unfurl with minds raging.

Heads spin to lust and learn.
And the ageless age with every turn.
It’s time itself telling time.
By degree our world’s a chime.

A brushes stroke and all’s made right.
Then our sun will rise on another’s night.

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Autumn

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Autumnal sunsets, nothing new

Clouds ablaze and sky deep blue

Second looks, few hold dear

There’s other thoughts this time of year
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Weather’s changing and holidays soon

The race for home before the moon

There hunger’s fed and cozy bed

Rise with the sun, its path we’re led

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Orange and yellow now out of reach

Pinks and purples fade to peach

Lilac hues whither to gray

Stars above end the day

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