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Life / Time Continuum ~ a Haiku
(published at www.write-away.co.uk April 2000)

Time is suspended.
Somewhere there is sound, movement,
but not in my world.

Motion. Time begins
with jarring noise, harsh light, pain.
I seek the soft breast.

I play through summer,
days stretching endless in a
children's cloudless sky.

Working late again ~
no time for wife and daughters.
Maybe tomorrow . . .

Too soon my body
clock runs down. Muscles, sinews,
organs start to fail

Smiling as I die
I look back with compassion
at my life's meaning.

Time is suspended.
Somewhere there is sound, movement,
but not in my world. 

© Harvey Tordoff
February 2000