30th,

saturday
ticks like
a grandfather’s
clock in
a quiet
tender
place
where these
thoughts
linger into
the unknown

 

2014

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About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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7 Responses to 30th,

  1. Lovely- a nice picture of a silence, measured by the clock.

  2. Wish it were still Saturday… Oh, and lovely poem!

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