Just Wondering
by James G. Piatt
An ancient grandfather’s clock
chimed away the shifting hours of
wearisome time, as an iron horse
vanished into the soot-covered
hours. Hearing the strident
bird-songs of a mockingbird, and
the raucous voice of a morning
dove. The moon sighed, and I
heard fading notes dancing on the
strings of an ancient harp,
causing me to ponder on the
inexplicable questions of life and
death.
chimed away the shifting hours of
wearisome time, as an iron horse
vanished into the soot-covered
hours. Hearing the strident
bird-songs of a mockingbird, and
the raucous voice of a morning
dove. The moon sighed, and I
heard fading notes dancing on the
strings of an ancient harp,
causing me to ponder on the
inexplicable questions of life and
death.
James G. Piatt is a Best of Web nominee and three-time Pushcart Prize nominee, has had four collections of poetry: “Solace Between the Lines,” “Light,” “Ancient Rhythms,” and “The Silent Pond,” over 1475 poems, five novels, and thirty-five short stories published worldwide. He earned his BS and MA from California State Polytechnic University and his doctorate from BYU.