Posted by: Ron DuBour | April 25, 2016

Timepiece~by Paul F. Lenzi





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asleep in the now

awake in the then

from my window

the ground crystal

face of this timepiece

parades the past

into my view

fresh and new

flesh and blood

full of youth that

had died of old age

words and insights

long since become

quaint once again

apt and timely

old years drained

of sepia tints given

back to their living

original colors

each piece of each

year caught in

stutter-stop sweep

of a secondhand

pointed at memories

mostly forgotten

no place for a future

in exhales of gears

in the whispered

precisions of

movements or

tacit escapements

whose energy

transmutes the past

into present

…..the present

……….the present

……………the present


  1. thank you for sharing my poem with your readers

    • most welcome always!!!!!

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