Stopping Time

Well I managed to do it, I sat myself down and deliberately wrote a poem. This is the result:

Stopping Time

I wish the clock would just stop its ticking

And the sun would stop its rise

And the calendar pages stop flipping off the wall

In quick succession

I wish all the crowding

Must Do’s

And Should Do’s

Would halt mid thought

And time would just STOP

Let the sun continue to shine

Just there

Peeking through the trees

And let the air be fresh and cool

But the cars

STOP

The airplane buzzing overhead

STOP

Everybody scurrying about

Busy with their tasks

Just FREEZE

Let me alone step out

Feel the grass between my bare toes

Cares the coarseness

Of the maple tree’s bark

Stroll easy and slow down to the river

But there’s the rub

(there’s always a rub)

Would the river still flow?

Could I sit for immeasurable time

And watch the brown waters swirl

In ever changing patterns

Around jutting rocks

And over-hanging branches?

Or would the frozen time

Freeze the river?

Would an icy glint

Meet my eye?

And the trees,

Would their branches sway

In the breeze?

Would there even be a breeze?

Would I have cast a curse

Upon all the world?

A Midas Touch

Of time?

No flitting birds

No leaping squirrels with their flicking tails

No bees

Or flies

It would be a desolate stillness

Reproachful in its beauty

Like stepping into a still life

Changeless and terrible

It’s a case of “be careful what you wish for”

Instead of stopping time

I’ll need to treasure each second

At it flows unceasing

Relish the fresh breeze

The ever-changing patterns of sunlight

Rejoice in the river flowing past

In the very midst

Of all the Must-Do’s and Should Do’s

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