Slowing the Ticking Clock: Antique Shopping in Town

Wondering, Dreaming, History

Today is his birthday, wrapped in the cover of night,

And so I bring him home to bask in my morning light.

Arise says the sun, from whence I was gently born,

T’was the moon that summoned him from mourn. 

I was a happy baby, brought forth ready to run,

A sleepy child was he, silently asking for resilient fun.

Now we share a common thread, destiny to bare.

I hold my head up high, but alas here is great care.

A yearn to tend to soft things as the green spigot dries,

A need to cater to the melodies that play only onto sighs.

We are of a balanced type, and so I dare the mind to ask:

Soul, why do you jump over stories of Spaniards' past?

A great rebel was he, taking the world in threes,

Avenging great conquest as his heart had stolen thee. 

Widowed by love the wind blew a tempest from

Madrid, Simón Bolívar knew that day, victory to come. 

A young woman was taken by yellow fever dreams,

I look around my brilliant room and have pleasant memories. 

Flooding back with great speed, telling me fantastic things,

But I wish to slow, to feel long life, to see what time brings.

Is this an aspect of the physical that belongs to me?

Spiritually I’m headed towards brotherhood to be,

But I want to capture the form of a peony in bloom,

I desire to dry strawflowers in a wreath in my room.

I’d love to learn to dance, and sway with perfect ease,

To paint a beautiful scene for you to gaze in peace. 

To draw with vibrant color, made by my own hand.

To mourn a baby’s out-grown shoes, left in time’s sand.

Author's Note

Hello, how are you?

Reviews

[DIVYA]

Hi Grumpie!

We are gently born and we learn to run, but time runs faster than us, taking our idyllic childhood with it. It makes us grow up too soon, before we have fully appreciated the soft things. I hear the sigh in this poem. I feel the longing for life's beauty. The last line of the poem will stay with me, its just beautiful.

This is an unforgettable poem full of rich references and great rhyming too.

[Grumpie]

Hi Divya! How sweet! I adore your feedback, makes for a very kind reflection. Wishing you good health over there.

[DIVYA]

You''re most welcome Grumpie!

[Chris]

Hello back, and not in the best of places and graces at the moment. A mello and yet inquisitive vibe , you take care in your new world.

[Grumpie]

I wish you a speedy recovery towards your Happy, thank you for the note

[Thomas W Case]

Wow, this is powerful writing.

[Kady R.]

Hiiii Grumpie!!!

The rhyming in this one is sooo good!! You have mant friends here in this poem its nice to read about that.

I also loved the part "I look around my brilliant room and have pleasant memories." Its soo nice to have a zone somewhere, where you feel at peace in.

Thanks for sharingggg🤗🤗🤗

---Kady

[Grumpie]

You are a beam of light! Thank you Kady

[Kady R.]

Awwww thanks Grumpie!! 🤗🤗🤗🥰🥰🥰

[Grumpie]

I apologize for the bit of melancholy, sometimes strange feelings sway the art. A more positive hue to come...