by Eileen Carney Hulme
The clock is silent
nowadays clocks no longer
need to make
that rhythmic sound of life.
We have moved on
and everything is changed
I am no longer sad
I don't weep for you.
In still moments
I see you solitary, reflective-
running with the wind along the waterfront
with your Walkman on.
Radiowaves carry words
of a song we shared
and I am free to smile
at the thought of you.
Big and handsome
the scent of you
like a powerful beast lingers
untamed by this world.
I know you still swim with dolphins
in the cold North Sea
I know you still laugh
and drink wine with friends.
I know you live by the seasons
and time is not your enemy,
the clock is silent
I don't weep for you, I weep for me.