It doesn’t matter
the second hand on the clock ticks loudly
a steady soundtrack
with the refrigerator gurgle & the
air conditioner exhalation
it’s an orchestral movement
in the living room
& the sunlight uses
the maple leaves as
baton directing the morning
into flickering heat waves on the sofa
there’s just one curious fact: the time
on the clock is wrong
it is hours off – the result of a tired battery
I love that it doesn’t matter
time is a maple leaf cupping sunlight
the hum of machinery
how long it takes to write a poem
VANESSA SHIELDS, writer 
love this one…
On Sat, 5 Jun 2021 at 11:09, VANESSA SHIELDS, writer wrote:
> Vanessa Shields posted: ” It doesn’t matter the second hand on the clock > ticks loudlya steady soundtrackwith the refrigerator gurgle & theair > conditioner exhalationit’s an orchestral movementin the living room & the > sunlight usesthe maple leaves as baton dire” >
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Bravo!! Nothing else matters but immersion into passionate poetry or wherever the heart decides to travel!!!
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