Who invented time?
I mean, really…
before there were calendars and watches
and birthdays and scheduling apps and
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journals,
who decided we need to slice and dice our days and
months and years into the confines of linear numbers?
The planets and suns and moons
run circles around one another on a fairly regular basis.
They do not, however, march on like time.
Circles, cycles, ellipses, eclipses…
It is humans, not nature, who love to be linear.
We wait in lines to catch the bus, because buses must run on time.
We meet deadlines to stay timely,
read headlines to keep up with the times,
string power lines to serve the demands of modern times,
post bylines, because it’s about time we got credit for our work.
There’s no time like the present.
Time is on our side.
Time stands still for no one.
What would happen if we all became timeless?
I guess only time would tell.
What Rhymes with Stanza? 
you very aptly paint our self-imposed leash of time
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Thank you. “Leash” is an appropriate term.
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Timely posting today. Right on time for the NewYear!
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… and not a second too soon?
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Only word for this ….. timely!
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🙂
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What is timeless and timely is our poetry–that stretches back to the oral renditions of history, illustrated by cave art. Like the White Rabbit, too many of ujs fear being ate for a very important date.
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So true.
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I like your wondering verse and the what if of time and how we think of it. I suppose humans like to impose order, though it’s only in the modern world that time became the way we tend to think of it now. There were other cultures that didn’t view it as so linear. And of course, the trains and factories needed schedules.
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I spent a summer in Costa Rica in the ’80s and it seemed like, in the outlying areas, people would just show up at bus stops and wait, knowing that eventually a bus would be by to pick them up. But yes, that wouldn’t work well in cities.
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Nice ending with time telling us about the timeless.
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Thank you.
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Loved it so clever! Its about time!!!!!
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LOL! Thank you, Stacy.
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I specially like: There’s no time like the present.
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Thank you, Grace.
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This is a thought-provoking poem. You are right about nature being cyclical but people liking to be linear. Interesting!
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I wonder if it’s that humans have a greater awareness of mortality than other species. Hmmm.
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Yes. When you know that something is going to run out for you, it becomes more valuable. True for Lace stockings during World War II, True for Time when we realize that it may go on and on, but we have our own little shortage. But perhaps just as we can comprehend an infinite number of points between two defined dots, perhaps we can also learn to envision an occasional eternal stretch of meaning between two breaths?
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Or just become comfortable with the thought of a world without lace stockings.
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Zactly!
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I like that thought, “What if we all became timeless” I think when I retired, i became timeless, (and dimeless too), lol. Honestly, I live in a retired community and i”ve never seen so many elderly Nascar drivers in my life. I know they don’t have anywhere else to go. What’s the rush?
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It’s funny, isn’t it? We rush about even when we’ve nowhere to go.
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😊
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I can’t believe how fast the holidays flew by. Loved the poem, Maggie! Happy New Year!
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Thank you! Happy New Year to you and yours as well!
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love the last two lines, wonderful summation of what time really is
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Thank you, Gina.
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Being timeless seems like a fabulous break from……everything.
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If only we could…
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Good questions, Maggie! Who was that human who first though of it? In these days of Internet, mobile phones and other gadgets, how many people still wear watches or use clocks? I’d prefer to be like the planets, suns and moons, to ‘run circles around one another on a fairly regular basis’. I thought that’s what it would be like when I retired but I’m still marching to time!
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It’s hard to break free, isn’t it?
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I think it is wired into our pineal glands.
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I do think that time shouldn’t be slices and divided… but there is a part of me that still counts down the time I have left…
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I wonder if that’s the crux of it: humans are aware of our mortality.
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Ok here’s a joke about counting time: So this doctor says to a patient, I have some bad new, you don’t have much time left. The patient is distraught and asks the doctor how much time he has. The doctor hesitates and cryptically answers “about five.” The patient is confused and asks “five what!? five years?! five months!? five…?”
The doctor interrupts in cadence, “four, three, two…”
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LOL! Very funny! But probably not for the patient.
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We may never know for sure… 😉
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This construct we created rules our lives, as do so many of the things we create to make life better. Loved the clever ending Maggie… HNY 2019
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Thank you, Rob. And Happy New Year to you as well.
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Beautifully written. The end just seems to hang there for a moment.
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Thank you, Carol.
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Smiling I am. Ah tis true….we are such linear beings. That’s what I used to love about camping vacations in our earlier years of marriage. Just lying back on the ground and staring at the clouds…..just waking up when we heard the birds chirping….just sitting savoring hot coffee in a battered tin mug with no where “listed” to go and no “to dos” to do!
May we all take a break from time at some point in 2019! (Hah! And there it is….mention of a year which is a recognition of time,)
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What a nice memory to hold. It seems impossible to actually break from time, not even for a second. 😀
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I really like this one!! Oh well, time for me to greet the day and address a new year. 🙂
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Exactly! Happy New Year!
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Interesting perspective. It reminds me of the time I spent in Bolivia, and my observation of the difference between the concept of the passing of time in the city and in the village. In the city, time ran by the clock and the calendar; in the village, it ran by the sun and the season.
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And I bet the villagers were much more at peace.
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This is great, I flicked it on my Facebook. I like the spirit but also the choice of words. And I agree: it’s only us who are linear and this will bite us in the ass eventually. I wish you time well spent, but I have no fears for you. ❤
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Thank you, Manja. You are an inspiration for spending time well. Or more aptly, enjoying each season as it cycles through.
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Ahh, Maggie, this is a lovely thing to say. ❤ Thank you!
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Really enjoyed both the words and shape of this poem Maggie. Thanks for sharing! I am a Creative Life Coach and have a poetry blog in case you have time to read? http://www.peacockpoetryblog.wordpress.com and I am also on Instagram as #coachingcreatively, let’s follow each other if you use this medium? Have a good day? Sam 🙂
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Thank you. I’m glad you enjoyed the poem.
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I did Maggie 🙂
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