Mother Earth and Father Time

Poem by: Wilbur

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Mother Earth and Father Time are on a picnic, not out of the ordinary for these two, both rulers or realms, but are interrupted before Mother Earth can ask a question that's important to her and difficult to ask - and what interrupts them is the entrance of clouds, wind, thunder and lightning
This is NOT MEANT TO RHYME and it doesn't!

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Submitted: April 24, 2012

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Mother Earth and Father Time

Mother Earth and Father Time
Are having a picnic date
They sit down together
Pick at their full plates of Life
Speak of the Sun’s flirtations
Of Weather’s bad behavior
Of Climate’s fey and feisty ways
The Planets belonging to the Outer Worlds
Wondering what They might be planning
Then talk of their own Realms
Of Earth and of Death
They are clubby these two, close
But Mother Earth doubts he’s serious
Knows He visits the Moon often
Keeping Her company by sitting with Her
As She drags the Tides back and forth
The Man in the Moon is too old to be jealous
Mother Earth, She discovers, is not
Age doesn’t prohibit jealousy
Age can be kind or cruel
First permissive then controlling
Age and Father Time are well acquainted
In their lines of work it is inevitable
Age won’t gossip about Father Time
About Stars and Their Egos, yes
About Dark Holes, how deep they are, yes
But all Age will say of Father Time
Is that She must ask Him Herself
Ask Him what’s up with the Moon
Be very down to Earth about it
Mother Earth is prepared to ask now
And She would have done
But just then a bank of Clouds drifts in
And Father Time raises his hand
Watches his wrist for a bit
Says He must go as it’s gotten late
Mother Earth won’t look up
Won’t let Him see Her eyes
And if Father Time did say anything
Anything personal about meeting later on
The Clouds had begun to rumble
And then Thunder and Wind rolled in together
And suddenly Lightning is there to strike
Her flashes lighting up the whole Sky
Shutting everything else out
Earth  Moon  Sun  Stars  Planets
Whole Galaxy disappearing
In the brilliance of Her sharp white flares
And that’s when Father Time leaves
First tapping Mother Earth once
On her round shoulder
Before quickly slipping away
Calling for Age to come along
And Age does but first
Before hastening off
Stops long enough to say
That by His reckoning
Weather is out of control
Then Age is gone
As if this is a signal
A call for Time, please
The Wind blusters off
Pushing the Clouds on ahead
With Thunder and Lightning
Trailing in His wake
Rumblings and flashings
Gradually disappearing
Mother Earth
Begins planning for next time


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Mother Earth and Father Time are on a picnic, not out of the ordinary for these two, both rulers or realms, but are interrupted before Mother Earth can ask a question that's important to her and difficult to ask - and what interrupts them is the entrance of clouds, wind, thunder and lightning
This is NOT MEANT TO RHYME and it doesn't!
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