When the Clock Reminds Me

by Ken Harnisch

When the clock reminds me of what is
While we sit and sip
And reminisce
I will smile and watch your eyes
Dancing in their sockets
Sometimes merrily
And sometimes
With a deep contemplation
That knows no other words
And in that unspoken moment
I will smile and be glad
For the fact
I have forgotten how to tell time
And remember, again,
How we never did some nights.


Author's Note: Worthy of a response, I hope...:)

Posted on 09/02/2007
Copyright © 2022 Ken Harnisch

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 09/11/07 at 04:54 PM

Excellent! I see much of my own current life in this. I especially like the eyes dancing in their sockets description and implication.

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