Never Enough Time

Never Enough Time

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
Fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
Kicking around words until you’ve found just the right sound
Then wait for a prompt or something to show you the way
Tired of thinking, getting nowhere – write all day and show no gain
You realize you’ve gone too long and you’ve killed too much time today
Then all at once you find ten hours have got behind you
If you don’t get this poem done, you’ll miss out on the fun

With each word spun you hope you’ll get done – that’s your thinking
Jot your words down, as you hope somehow they make sense
The words sound the same in a relative way, but you soldier
On as you write, long, long into the night
Every minute getting shorter, hope you don’t run out of time
Words that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation – it’s done, come what may
The time is gone, the poem is over, thought I’d something more to say

Starting over again.
I’ll try to keep up if I can
And when I’m done here, cold and tired
It’s good to know my computer is wired
Far away across the world
Other poets write their words
Join me to participate
In Global Poetry Writing Month

This poem is off prompt for Day 16 at I was running out of time as the day wore on, so I wrote this after dinner – with apologies to Roger Waters and Pink Floyd (Time).

Ken G.

~ Day 16 ~

Image source: Wikimedia Commons – cornice of Imperial palace on The Palatine Hill in Rome

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