The Old Watch

Andrew Weatherly
artlifting.com

Once
we told the time
by hands on the clock
big hand & little hand
in the tiny circle
seconds

The days
on our calendars
full of appointments
in hourly increments
business lunches
prospects

The watch
would wind itself
so long as we moved
hour followed hours
and so the years
the months

The wrist
now stands free
its gold`watch boxed
in a forgotten drawer
We tell time again
by shadows

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About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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5 Responses to The Old Watch

  1. speaks to my heart – on retirement, I first donated my suits, and then my watches

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  2. I don’t wear a watch any more either – but have to admit I sometimes check my cellphone for the time…

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  3. I gave up my watch with retirement, too. You express so well this tiny detail of life that is so significant. I had never really noticed I’d put my watch away. Funny, my 20-something daughters never wore a watch because they were always on their phones. Now watches are the “in” thing it seems. :)

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