Time Not Waiting Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Time Not Waiting
Rushing into and out of every moment giving and taking
energy the entire while that a fiddler plays the orange
blossom special, one of this poet's favorite poems.
Its melody going faster, racing along with this brain,
energizing, carrying it faster and faster through many
measures of chords, time not waiting, only passing
minutes faster than ever, believing in the silence of
yesterday.
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