No Time Poem by Smoky Hoss
No Time
Canyons and mesas
have no use for time-pieces;
moments are measured in blowing dust,
hours by how far of a walk it is
to the nearest water hole,
days by sun's rise flowing into sun's set,
season's by birds migration back and forth.
No calendars to pressure,
no must do list,
only survive
and fully live.
In the world
where alarm clocks rule human beings
no one ever truly wakes up;
kept in a daze of capture regrets, and
bound there by unnecessary needs,
that their hearts quietly contend
are worthless.
Man's obsession with time
is an almost unforgivable vice,
that like alcohol addiction
has done more harm than we shall ever understand.
But, out there where the ghost of a warrior
still swims the ruddy river free,
nothing has changed.
This is the land
without time.
A fantastic poem, time is the hidden killer, so many people spend that much time clock watching, they forget they have a limited time on earth. they would be better off throwing the clock and just living.
That old clock rules many lives, it is a very hard taskmaster that I guess will always dominate. a great write.
Much as we would like to be free of the shackles of time, if we are to live in harmony with others, then we have to accept it as part of life. A very good write though, well expressed ideation.
Great write on going back to basics. You're right. Time has ruined so many good things in life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/4/2024 8:56:19 AM # 1.0.0.1119
impeccable piece which shows the two sides of the coin, the one of nature showing the way and time and our stresses partially self inflicted, primarily by a sense of urgency even when sometimes there is not one..tyvm