Hours and Minutes

[johnjgeddes]

I wake and sense
The snow

Sifting
Past the window

Blindly seeking
Completion

After the law
Of beginnings and ends.

Like this poem
A turning inward

To the soft warmth
Of your body;

Like this poem

The hours and minutes
Are signposts in the night.

© 2018, John J Geddes. All rights reserved

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Comments

[city29]

Nice poem!

[johnjgeddes]

thanks

[kameng.ektren]

Good beutifull.

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[johnjgeddes]

thank you

[joalvarez]

Short, but right to the point.
Love it.

[johnjgeddes]

thanks

[keed]

awesome writing

[johnjgeddes]

thanks