Where Time Really Does Stand Still Poem by Shirley Harrison

My most favorite clock
is the one that lives in my attic
it's really old and doesn't have hands
ironically time, took its toll

I don't mind though
sometimes I go up just to see it
not ticking and not moving

I sit and reflect
on the fact
time is literally standing still

at least that is what
I want to believe
and every moment that passes
I feel i'm cheating time itself
having a deep love affair
with denial

all the while knowing
that sooner or later
i'll have to leave my beloved clock
and go back down to where life still moves and the chimes
still make an entrance on the hour every hour

but for now, just for the next few minutes
i'll sit quietly reflecting in my moment of stillness

where time really does stand still.