the pace maker

Reeds photoart

Now is an ephemeral vanishing act
a momentary lapse
in repetition
in continuum until –
some times subliminal
others times tardy or all of a rush
like landscapes in contrapuntal rhythm
to the moving train

irrepressible momentum
constancy the pace maker
fly-wheel
free wheel
the chubby clock face with its implied smile
hands that arc an oroboris puzzling both ends

grain blows like sands
sands fall by the grain
drift downwind to other dunes
pendulum rocks the cradle
weans babies from the breast
leaves us memories vague as childhood
only the stopped watchers see
oh my dears – I miss you all – now

Not all that prompt but joining Lilian’s prompt: It’s all in the timing