On Writing

Poem 156 – it doesn’t matter

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 

2 thoughts on “Poem 156 – it doesn’t matter

  1. 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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