tHe LoNeLy NoOn

Posted on April 20, 2013 by chester maynes

 

it can be endless
as the only sound
i hear is the ticking
of the wall clock

it doesn’t stop
it doesn’t stop
i’m all this flop
floating unaware
on the lonely noon

maybe i am
the only one who
can understand

 

2013

About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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6 Responses to tHe LoNeLy NoOn

  1. slpmartin says:
    April 20, 2013 at 7:25 am

    There are times when I wish the clock would understand the thing about ‘silence being golden’.

    Reply
  2. twoscamps says:
    April 20, 2013 at 7:45 am

    Maybe you’re not the only one.

    Reply
  4. Sherry says:
    April 21, 2013 at 12:55 am

    lovely

    Reply
  5. Cheryl Rac says:
    April 21, 2013 at 7:14 am

    So clear and clean. I like that it’s noon, not a time normally associated with loneliness, since that’s the center of busyness in most people’s lives. Just curious about the significance of the upper and lower case title…

    Reply
  6. joseyphina says:
    April 25, 2013 at 7:48 pm

    Like this piece. Good work done, Chester.

    Reply

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