Terence George Craddock Clocks Poems

in science age
of atomic clocks
and cellphones
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a glass top frosted small round garden table
a faded green time worn plastic garden chair
sound local lawn mowers buzzing like bees
sitting in sheltered corner of seldom visited garden
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we wear we mount watches clocks on our skin walls
to precisely mark passages of time divided into duties
is it not time to mark desperation in others heal their needs?
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