About Time

Image: Object to be Destroyed by Man Ray

Object

to be Destroyed

keeps watch over me with

disdain as I practice my scales.

I never did like piano lessons

in that room that smelled of cabbage.

So go on, destroy it;

you know I won’t

object.

Here's another take on the image:

Tick,tick, tock

scolded by the clock

I never could keep time…

And then I got long-winded:

Tick, tick, tock

scolded by the clock

I never could keep time…

Keep it, spend it,

measure it, treasure it

race it and chase it,

but never erase time.

If I could

I woul leave,

lose my place

in this line of time -

coil my time line

like a lasso

and tie it in a lovely knot.

Then my 70-year-old self

could remind the 7-year-old

to floss and study hard,

and 26-year-old me can

reassure me-at-13

that Jeanette is only a mean girl,

and not really important.

And just perhaps, 14-year-old me

could remind the 41-year-old

to lighten up and have some fun.

But, tie as I might,

the knots won’t hold;

my time line

is cut into snippets

by clocks and calendars.

Tick - there goes another golden moment

tick – and another,

tock…

Thank you for taking the TIME to read this and thanks to Tess Kincaid for this prompt at The Mag.