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Published: 2007-04-11 00:13:47 +0000 UTC; Views: 235; Favourites: 4; Downloads: 5
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A gold watch clings to an old man’s armIt has not kept the proper time in ages
Dirt and grime cover many of its once shining golden links
And the second had beat staccato over the twelve
It’s wearer, the watch’s maker, is not really concerned with the passing of time
He wears the watch for sentimental reasons
And for the same sentimental reasons he does not attempt to fix the watch
He claims that this would ruin its uniqueness
He knows that on the inside many of the gears have stopped turning
And still others are turning in wrong direction
Making it harder for the gears that still perform their intended function
Which means that they will have to work harder to keep the watch ticking
The old man has often spoke of disposing of the watch
For all of his attempts to coerce it into working again have failed
It now seems to be in the worst shape that it has ever been
With only a few gears left that are striving to break free of the concept of time.
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I remember, a long long time ago, you asked me to read this poem and interpret it. Every time I go through your gallery, I read it a couple times and think. Dissatisfied with my interpretation of the moment, I move on.
I do believe I'd like to take a stab at it now.
I think the watch is the man's family, primarily his children. The cogs-- some not working, some going backwards, other trying to work twice as hard to make up for the others' bad reputations. (Or maybe trying to get their father's attention away from the negative children.)
Ruining the uniqueness and attempting to coerce it into working...and only a few of the cogs attempting to better themselves.
I suppose this could also apply to society, or... whoa. Maybe religion. The god, whoever they are, looks down, keeping 'us' regardless, refusing to just fix us away. God damn but I love a good thinking poem. Another excellent piece.
Lemme know your thoughts, okay? I'm curious. You can hide our comments later if you want people to make their own conclusions.
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I smiled big reading this. Especially because I think that you hit my idea in a kind of stream of conscience though. It was the idea of a god looking over a society. I've never been especially religious, but I wrote this during a time when I was trying to understand god in application to my own life. This was the metaphor I came up with.
I like all of your ideas, as the poem was up to interpretation, but that was the one I was getting at. I feel somewhat honored that you've been reading this over and trying to analyze it throughout all of that time. You rock. Seriously.
(I may hide these later if I have reason to think people might read this particular piece, being so far back in my gallery.)
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Well I do interpret in my way then. Its hard to walk with time. But as we fail & fall back, we to make some mends but still your failure shows up here & there.
There is just one word - wow!
Love it!
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i think we all hold on to something of value to us, maybe insignificant to the world, but to us it is of great value...
this was a great piece...i enjoyed reading it...
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Interesting poem the man is holding onto something of value be it a thing or a memory.
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