John Ackerman


Time - Poem by John Ackerman

Feelings
sweet,
nice,
illogical
unknown
My heart beats
faster than a locomotive
with no stop

She doesn't need a token
to get on this ride
It doesn't matter though
I can go slower
I can go faster
I can shine myself up
to look all nice and pretty
but she won't get on this ride
No matter how loud my engine howls,
No matter how loud my horn screams,
she won't get on this ride in time.

Topic(s) of this poem: life and death, peace day, time

Form: Free Verse


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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 12, 2017



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