by Diana Neutze
(New Zealand)

Time photo courtesy of AlanCleaver_2000 (Flickr)

Time photo courtesy of AlanCleaver_2000 (Flickr)


an illness of time

there's no escaping

time is for always

even a clocks unnecessary

if I read the sycamore tree

learn by heart its changing seasons

I recognise time

as a play of shadows

a quality of light

and time mounts up

compounded interest of days and nights

whatever else the morning brings

I can be sure of hours and minutes

the tick-tocking of illness


© 2009 Diana Neutze

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Dec 09, 2009
Time when Ill
by: Jane D.

You're so right that time has a different meaning when you have a chronic illness. I bet there's even more you have to say about it-how about a companion poem? Maybe looking at time from a different perspective such as accomplishment, energy or pain? Nice thoughts!

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