Treasure Island

Midnight Clarity

(Isles of Scilly living in Barbados)

all the time


it's only time they say
but time takes so long
to happen
time was
time is
time will be
all balled into the question when?
that never has an answer
to depend on but floats
mean time, biding time
until the time is ripe
and harvest time arrives
tipping into winter time
a slow time
opening to spring time
and yet another season
where we mark time
just to pass time
till when becomes now.

Submitted: Wednesday, May 20, 2009

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