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Monday, December 26, 2011

IT ALWAYS COMES BACK




And we talked about time
and how we sometimes wish
we could get past the unmomentous moment
but that's just willing ourselves
one step closer to death
but we never see it that way
we just want to be nearer to that
which makes us feel more alive

And Time
you smirking sack of shit
I study your face as you perform
your sleight of hands
and when the big one's on twelve
and the little one's on eight
I've come full circle again
heading out the door in a groundhog daze
and all this picture needs
is Sonny and Cher
singing "I Got You Babe"


And the hands of time keep circling
like vultures around 
my fledgling schemes
but time is well spent
when one's well spent
and I try to think of what
I'm supposed to be thinking
but it always comes back to you
and every song on the radio
has already read my mind
this much I know is true
you make me feel brand new
I say a little prayer for you...

And Time
you old gypsy man
just once I'd like to land
a swift kick to your cojones
as a token of appreciation
for dragging me down
this one way street

And I think I know what it is...
it's this feeling of being alive
that's so heady and bittersweet

Spinning into a moment
that spits in Time's face
like a fortune cookie that reads:
You are living in an eternity...
the time to be happy is now

28 comments:

  1. Time is a tricky bastard for sure! Really enjoyed this poem, Tim.

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  2. Time, our most perverse creation...we are timeless, that much I know, in fact it's the only thing I know. But I don't want to see anyone else I love die...no way. The next to die is me. Well, within my family and you'd be amaze how huge that one has become!

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  3. J.COSMO,
    Thanks...who knew that was possible?

    TALON,
    He's got you by the...whoops, you wouldn't identify with that! LOL

    LORRAINE,
    We are indeed timeless--that's what makes the illusion of time that we live in so ironic--we are subject to something that doesn't really exist!

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  4. and ain't that a kick in the pants...:)

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  5. great perspective.

    Happy Holidays.
    Thanks for linking.

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  6. Time is relentless, taking the moments we enjoy, slowing down those of pain. If you do find a way to fight time....tell him I'm no fan of his either. Carry on. Thanks for sharing.

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  7. I know Time is oh such an enemy but actually not, 'cause we live forever, we may change costumes, country, gender, but it's just one book in a series of book, but Time is infinite, so Timmy you will live forever, rejoyce

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  8. This is a masterpiece! Brilliant in it's down-to-earth, yet subtle, deepness. You score again!

    http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/12/25/the-best-christmas-ever/

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  9. my pencil
    saving time on this paper
    an erasure

    Oooops!
    Another pointful run of thought, Tim. _m

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  10. Fabulous poem, Tim-- truly. I so love how direct and unpretentious and yet craft-savvy you are! I love these lines especially:

    And Time
    you old gypsy man
    just once I'd like to land
    a swift kick to your cojones
    as a token of appreciation
    for dragging me down
    this one way street

    xxxj

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  11. nice...give father time a swift kick in the cajones...if you catch hime give him one for me...well played tim

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  12. Time waits for no man...a truly clever & impressive write that I much enjoyed. Think we can all relate to this...fabulous.

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  13. Amazing how the most hokey honkey bullcrap lovesongs get profound when the Time is upon you--this is good stuff, Timo--a slick, sweet granola bar of nourishing goodness full of surprise nougaty chews. Loved it.

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  14. "...a fortune cookie that reads:
    You are living in an eternity...
    the time to be happy is now" YES!!!

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  15. Time...I like to have more of it ~

    Nice reflections ~

    Wishing you the best times for 2012 ;-)

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  16. Think we all want more, but that smirking sack of shit won't let it happen..haha

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  17. Wowzers, you said a mouthful I can SO relate to here, kiddo. Let's see what 2012 rolls out for us........I especially love, "time, you old gypsy man", and "the time to be happy is now." I look forward to more views through the eyes of Timoteo all through 2012. Thanks, Tim.

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  18. the time to be happy is now...true.. i love to look at times as an old gypsy man...takes away the "natural" pressure..very cool..sometimes wish i could hold that old gypsy man and drag him to the dance floor to just dwell in the moment..

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  19. Thanks so much for your comments: LORRAINE, MARBLES, MAGYAR, JENNE, BRIAN, HEDGE, SHERRY, JINGLE, DAN, LOUISE, LAURA X, HEAVEN, PAT HATT !
    Looking forward to seeing you, and reading your great stuff in the new year!

    LORRAINE: I can always count on you to step back and give lay out the big picture for us. And of course, you are right--we do live forever. Changing costumes is a good way of putting it. We're here at the Masquerade Ball--and often the ego gets in the way and wants to keep on that same old raggedy dress--that's why we lament the passage of time.

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  20. 2 things I picked up on in your last post, Mr. Catnip ... 1.) Gypsy ... there is nothing wrong with being a gypsy ... I am a Roma gypsy ... and I am happy ... 2.) Happy ... Why, of course, or have you ever met a Roma who's not happy, well, have you? Wishing you a very happy New Year, Mr. Catnip. Love, cat.

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  21. Oh its a great piece... Liked it so much...

    Wish you happy new year...

    Shashi
    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
    http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/2011/12/whisper-no-one-is-there-in-living-haiku.html
    At Twitter @VerseEveryDay

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  22. I love the image of time dragging us down a one way street and the fortune cookie message. I posted a poem about time a couple of weeks ago. http://www.looseleafnotes.com/wp/2011/12/on-the-clock-time-fights-for-its-right-to-be-free/ In this week's poem time also plays a role.

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  23. CAT: I love gypsies too. My dog's name is Gypsy!
    Have a happy!

    Thanks for coming by, SHASHI!

    COLLEEN: Welcome aboard!

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  24. Ho-hum...

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  25. I enjoyed this, the narrative, nice!
    happy gooseberry day!
    http://lynnaima.wordpress.com/2012/01/01/if-but-a-fairytale/

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  26. ah great, great work here, love that second stanza - "And Time
    you smirking sack of shit
    I study your face as you perform
    your sleight of hands" - time is a smirking sack of shit indeed ha - great musings here! nice to read!

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