Time (life)

By Parson Thru

Fri, 22 Mar 2013

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4 comments

Time is amazing me all of the time

I believed in the sanctity of my birth
Of the perfect sound of the year
in which I was born
Of all that surrounded me then
All that my parents saw

Now I'm no longer sure
I can tell you
hand on my heart
The things that I've seen
The places I've been
mean anything at all

Comments

I've been going a WEA Engish

Permalink Submitted by seashore on Sat, 2013-03-23 09:27

I've been going a WEA Engish Lit course and one of the topics we covered was about the "unreliable narrator" - the way memory can play tricks, and this reminds me of that. I like it very much, PT

Hi Coral, my narrator's

Permalink Submitted by Parson Thru on Sat, 2013-03-23 20:11

Hi Coral, my narrator's never been particularly reliable. Takes some starting on cold winter mornings. Thank you for your lovely comment.

Parson Thru

Hello Parson, Just passing

Permalink Submitted by Denzella on Mon, 2013-03-25 14:40

Hello Parson, Just passing thru when I spotted this. Liked it but don't quite know why. It seems to have a pleasing rhythm so perhaps that's it. There's certainly something about it that appeals to me. Moya

Hello Moya. Hope the two of

Permalink Submitted by Parson Thru on Thu, 2013-03-28 21:11

Hello Moya. Hope the two of you are well. Really glad you found something in it. Got rhythm. Boom-chica-boom-chica-boom. :-)