On Time

There is no time;
only the motion of decay;
the chaos of defined
dissolving into the infinite

Sitting still, the world spins
the sun moves, galaxies speed;
nothing seems to change
while nothing remains the same

between glances
decomposition, degeneration
atrophy, becoming apparent
through the looking glass

Quantum state vectors
in a Hilbert space
not years
have changed my face

Time is noticing
new lines;
changes in the mirror
since last I looked.



About toritto

I was born during year four of the reign of Emperor Tiberius Claudius on the outskirts of the empire in Brooklyn. I married my high school sweetheart, the girl I took to the prom and we were together for forty years until her passing in 2004. We had four kids together and buried two together. I had a successful career in Corporate America (never got rich but made a living) and traveled the world. I am currently retired in the Tampa Bay metro area and live alone. One of my daughters is close by and one within a morning’s drive. They call their pops everyday. I try to write poetry (not very well), and about family. Occasionally I will try a historical piece relating to politics. :-)
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2 Responses to On Time

  1. beetleypete says:

    Catching up on all of us indeed, Frank.
    And seemingly going faster too. Or is that just me?
    Best wishes, Pete.


  2. Beautiful song choice. Very philosophical reflection on time and aging.

    “Sitting still, the world spins”
    ~ It has always fascinated me that, though we may appear to be still, we are constantly in motion through time and space. As you express it so well: “There is no time; / only the motion of decay;”

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