Reminder At The Edges

Silence softens the edges

of a stressful day . 

Slowly I become aware 

of the almost imperceptible sound

of the ticking clock –

a momentary disturbance,

a reminder of nothing

and something,

a reminder 

of life’s beating heart.




This entry was posted in poetry.

One comment on “Reminder At The Edges

  1. Margaret Nea says:

    Lovely, dear Joan. I am still enjoying the memory of seeing you recently. Love, Margie

    Sent from my iPhone


    Liked by 1 person

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