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(The Sand)

speak of time
as if time is all you had
not enough time
too much
time
i’ll do it another time
time enough for
tomorrow
then realize time is wasted
it was a waste of
a good time.
time is digital
it’s earth around earth
it’s in the kitchen telling us when to eat
and every time we point and
say ‘ this is how much time is left’
it’s already ticked down another 10 secs.
time
how much time?
time is a gift – time is a trial
there’s only so much time before you’re in the ground.
and what about the ground
if that’s all there is
then what does it matter
we’re seed for seed and nothing more
accomplishments mean nothing
your memory means nothing
you’re dead and gone
and why the hell should any of us care
you judgemental mouth piece
always pointing out time and space
and nothing more but manners or lack there of.
but
what if time had a reason
something more than just distance between
here and Mars
what if time was more than a test
or gold coins buried in the ground
what if time was a first kiss
or marriage vows
a child’s first cry
or the crack of a first home run
what if your last breath
was only a delay until your next breath
eyes open into a space
where time doesn’t matter
you’ve had time to prepare for this
and you know whether it’s time to say
‘thank God’ or ‘oh no’.
time
spins around us and through us
telling us things that make us wiser or weaker
older and ready or extremely afraid.
intelligence and ignorance are both the
same
they can flow from the same
and the wisest can be the most foolish
and the poorest can can finally smile
knowing mind and heart and
time
-understanding time is not to wrap your hands around it
read a text or state a fact
time is there regardless of how you feel

(The Watch, The Sun)

time

time enough for you and me
God and life and
something more than 7 days of nothing more than
‘it’s time to get out of bed and take care of the day’

time

the empty heart the empty soul
all the time in the world
to realize and do something more than you

(The Waves and the Sounds in the Trees)

time enough to make up time
pick up where you dropped off
look up at the evening – look out in morning
and know that time
is offering you something beyond
the here and now
if you just accept that indeed there is something
more than you and me and the endless short days
and long slumber-less nights
where worry does not matter because
it will come together when you breathe your last
and open your body leave behind your mind
and know that what was inside of you
being quiet or thrashing aloud
was a voice you heard or ignored
only wanting to explain the promise in store
through the promise of time.

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About Crazy Irishman

Touted as a working man's poet, Martin Durkin has been writing professionally for the last 12 years. He has appeared in over twenty anthologies across North America, including, "And left a place to stand on", a collection of poems and essays about the late great Al Purdy. Durkin has also published two collections of poetry, "Hypnotic Childhood", and "The Sound of Quish". Over the past 4 years, Durkin has been on hiatus for the most part but has recently come back to the poetry scene creating a poetry site called crazyirishman.wordpress.com, where in the past year he has written over 100 poems and created a cross over page on https://www.facebook.com/crazyirishmanpoetry where he gives a story behind each of the pieces written. View all posts by Crazy Irishman

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