David Harris

Gold Star - 4,611 Points (18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

Early Works - Time Out - Poem by David Harris

Deep within the blackness
lay the barriers
known to all as time
with depths much deeper
than the boundaries of hell.
Within each boundary
lie one day,
one year,
and one century.

And still within the blackness
lies more barriers
known to all as the future
with heights higher than heaven,
which are guided by the hand of fate.

Time rules our lives
and fate rules time
to the extent
it causes destruction
or gives life to those in need.

Time can be a killer
and time can be a prayer,
time can be helpful
and time can be a menace.

Unlike anything on earth,
time has no ending,
where life can cease to be
time will carry on
even when all life has gone.

Time to us is just a word
for one cannot see time;
one cannot feel time,
though one can define time
as a passing.

We all live within a life cycle
where time is all around us.
Though we cannot see time,
it is a constant ruler
within our lives.

Time is measured for travel
in light,
in sound,
in speed.

Time is measured for life
in seconds,
in minutes,
in hours,
in years,
in centuries.

But time is only a word
and the meaning is so complex
that the real meaning
is hard
to explain.

Except that, life
as we know it
would never really
without time.

Date Unknown

Authors Note:
Originally the title of this piece was Time, but I changed it for Time Out as I realised I had already written two later pieces with the same title. I believe this was written in the late 1960 and was the first piece with the title. On of my very early poems from the construction of it. Please do judge me too harshly because of it.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 28, 2009

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