Saturday, February 14, 2009

not by the clock

not by the clock
nor sun’s final ray
the arch of the moon,
or shadows of what others say

will i change pace
for what I write
tumbling, veering, loose in space
off to places beyond sight

freely setting it’s own course
running when and where it might,
a sleek dark horse takes me where i go
with no remorse, I sleep well at night

2 comments:

Unknown said...

Extraordinary... it is you. As you have noticed, I sent "not by the clock" to much of the rest of the free world. I'll drive a little culture into them yet by God!

jack sender said...

free world
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