Turning Point OR Time to Move into the Fast Lane

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Today’s poem is, yes, another villanelle; an earlier version appeared in an anthology, Soulful  Emotions, Poetry Now [Forward Press] 2003 and subsequently in my collection.

Looking out and not being a part of things can make a day pass very slowly.

Looks like it’s decision time…

This poem is a villanelle.

TURNING POINT or TIME TO MOVE INTO THE FAST LANE

Time, it goes slow,

ticking like clock faces 

at a lonely window

Seasons come and go;

world, its shadow chases;

time, it goes slow

Tears may well flow

for a love the mind places

at a lonely window

Oh, dare not follow

where the pulse races ... ?

Time, it goes slow

Heart gouged hollow

as the beast, Fear, surfaces

at a lonely window

Come, adrenaline. flow,

put life through its paces!

Time, it goes slow
at a lonely window

Copyright R. N. Taber 2004

[Note: An earlier version of this poem appears in The Third Eye by R. N. Taber, Assembly Books,  2004.]