Tuesday, May 12, 2009


Waking up is worthy of note.
Seeing rococo hands
pointing to six twenty five,
even in the darkness
of Eastern Standard,
makes me wonder
how my body knows
to open my eyes
at the same time each morning,
when my deliberate mind
finds it tricky to keep
a planned rendezvous.
from: TWO GHOSTS/ poems


Tess Kincaid said...

I know! Why is that?

Wonderful poem. :^)

Unknown said...

Hi Lyn,

Your subconscious mind obviously is raring to go at the start of the day but, once there, it likes to prolong the anticipation!

Lyn said...

Hi Willow-
Thank you..well, we have to get up, but maybe we don't really want to be "there"!

Hi Derrick-
What a good shrink you are! And so positive, too!!

Jeane Myers said...

oh so true, soo true, soooo trueeeeeee!!!!! alas :)

Lyn said...

Hi Jeane-
Do you think it's true??? Ha ha...

A Cuban In London said...

Same here. So beautifully put. I love the rococo hands and the Eastern Time motif. Many thanks.

Greetings from London.

Anonymous said...

The inner clock. Our body clock seems to mirror time's keeper.It's a mystery how such is so.
Lovely words written,you.

Lyn said...

Greetings to a Cuban-
Thanks to you always for your comments..certain threads certainly run through us all....

Lyn said...

Hi SarahA-
Thank you.. Time's keeper...I love that! Indeed, we carry these mysteries...good!!

Unknown said...

VERY nice. I've often wondered how our mind knows to wake when it needs to!
Thanks for visiting my blog today!

Lyn said...

Hi Gaston-
Always my pleasure to pay a visit..and thank you for your comment.. we must have so many unconscious abilities!!

Kat Mortensen said...

It is a fascinating thing - our personal chronos. Mine is often out of whack these days - awake OR asleep.

I love that image.


Lyn said...

Hi Kat-
I live my life being out of whack! I call it my style!!


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