Time is laid out like a picnic – Margaret Atwood “Salt”
Sometimes, Time Is A Blizzard
(which is why you won’t see any punctuation in this one)
our old clock
ticks a bit slower
then it might
yet the day
still slips from
this room to the next
The Image is my own, first published by Unsplash, and taken at a pub in a New Forest. Shared with #APoemADay on Twitter ©Misky 2021
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3 responses to “Time, Picnics and Blizzards”
The image and poem reminds me of the old film Brief Encounter filmed at Carnforth.
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… now that you mention it. Yes.
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👍…both showing a certain age!
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