Janice Walkden


Time - Poem by Janice Walkden

It travels fast
It travels slow
not always the way
you want it to go

From getting up
to going to bed
our own 'time'
is in our head

we all experience time
in our own way
and so much can happen
in just one day

yet for others
if there is nothing to do
time goes slow
that is so true

Yet time itself
is a temporal wave
A stream of change
in a physical space


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 20, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 18, 2011


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