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The Broken Watch Does no Harm

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
You wake up one day, as if from a dream, and remember the laughter and innocence of childhood--that dinosaurs roamed the backyard, aliens could be seen if you stayed up all night in the tent, angels sat on the roof above your bedroom and watched over you, fairy-tales were always true and imagination abounded behind every coyote's ghostly cry and on moon-lit rooftops at midnight over rolling fields of wheat in the countryside. And then you realize that childhood is gone and time continues to race toward completion to the end of all things. Even a broken watch cannot hold back time, the cogs of mortality beat at the door.

Submitted: August 21, 2019

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The broken watch does no harm for those who live endlessly,

or for a time—an age gone forth— soar to immortality.

The spider’s web does no harm if she spins yesterday’s memory

to measure time, broken rhyme, by nefarious finality.

 

The broken watch does no harm for old men dead in sleep,

or childhood—the windy vine—that passes night in a dream.

The broken watch does no harm for spirits laid to rest,

below the winding road of death, beside the sleeping stream.

 

The broken watch does no harm, or so it would seemly seem,

but for the dreamer in the clouds, for every waking ghost,

for childhood long-time past and whose old age silently remains,

does great harm, the spell of time, the dimming light of life’s lamppost.


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