Where Does It Go? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Time moves slowly but passes quickly.” Alice Walker

Where Does It Go?

Wondering where it goes,
segue to segue,
time moves from
shuffle to rush
and rush to shuffle,
days blur and bend
never knowing where 
it begins or ends,
until I noticed,
there in the corner
by the old frayed chair,
a gap in the floor
where everything swirls down
as if water down a drain,
wherever it goes.

Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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Filed under Free Verse, life, poem, quote

23 responses to “Where Does It Go? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. It seems like there is never enough time.

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  2. VJ

    Hard to make friends with, that old master time.

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  3. oh Paul I do love this so well penned ❣️

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  4. So that’s the answer!🎃


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  5. It’s so odd how our perception and experience of time changes with our age.

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  6. November is almost here!! Very well written.

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  7. lync56

    Great poem – puzzling


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