To spark up our muse I am starting a weekly picture prompt thread. This is also very famous in other poetry sites.
Every week (Wednesday) a member will be posting a picture here which will be the prompt for our poem. I will be starting this, but we will take turns so everybody gets a chance to challenge us with his/her own picture of choice.
Wow! I love the idea of conversation between clock and telephone. I love the humor, although there is much more to this piece than the fun way it is delivered. Love how you establish the connection between the two. Lovely rhyming and flow too, Michael.
Waiting melts patience like icing in the sun
no sweetness left, just the anxiety inside
moldering as stale cake while waiting,
hoping for the call that must come
or perhaps will bring worse news instead.
Time that has gone by seems unreal
when the stakes are considered;
it’s the time left to us must be held dear
and those we hope will be calling
even if it’s the wrong diagnosis.
Ohhh...wow, amazing piece Larry, a take from yet another angle of the connection of the clock and the phone! The first paragraph hits hard as I can imagine being in a situation awaiting a phone call of life and death while time mercilessly goes on. It's a realization, that time will not stop for us, in whatever situation we might be in.
Past is past and what we are left with is time today and tomorrow which we must value with the people we love.