As the Master Waits

As the Master Waits
As the Master Waits

Let time abide its own ragged path,
one moment slow, the next so fast, unnoticed,
and are we at its very whim,
like pawns upon a board,
on moment in attack, the next brings
us undone, removed from life.

How do we attest this cruel plight,
this master over life,
and can we revel in time’s slow parade,
then in misery speed up the day,
and retire none the worse,
or is that just a dream.

Perhaps it is our thoughts
that temper time or in last resort speed up,
our very perception that wavers between
expectation and our wildest dreams,
or am I wanting control
that I shall never have.

My reflection tell something else,
time, like a dissipation of mist,
leaves its scars, it lines of weathering,
and I often don’t recognize myself,
time in hast has robbed my memories,
and I cant recollect the decline,
only now I see it.

I pray not to blink and miss the rest,
the slope of decline steeper as I breathe,
and may moments linger long in substance,
dissipate in shallow worth,
as I, like waves upon the shore,
ignore the days but bow to tides,
until time has swallowed me whole.

Until then, I wear a watch,
a ticking that imbues my concerns
but at a loss I stare pensively,
watching the sand fall away,
the resounding clicking of wheels
determining my fate,
as the master waits.

Tony DeLorger © 2017

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Tony De Lorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au
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Tony De Lorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au videos on YouTube and book sales on website thoughtsforabeautifulmind.com, Amazon and digitalprintaustralia.com.au/bookstore

4 thoughts on “As the Master Waits

  • November 19, 2017 at 7:20 AM
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    Very thought provoking verse, Tony. I recall when a child I knew time by watching animals on the farm. Now I look back over time, seeing the segments of my life and it seems as if each part was just suddenly there without much thought, just flowing with it. On some days now I wonder how I got here and do not recognize myself in appearance, for within I feel no older than the child who watched the farm animals, just wiser in many ways. I truly enjoy reading your thoughts on life, Tony. It makes me more aware of myself. Thank you for this great piece.

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  • November 22, 2017 at 12:10 PM
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    Oh.. excellent piece my friend. “or am I wanting control that I shall never have.” If only this were a reality that we could attain, being able to slow or haste time to our discretion…wow. Time is inevitable. It surely comes at its own pace. Some days quicker than others, some days not soon enough. Nice work Tony

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