Monday, September 24, 2012

Empty Time

by Ingrid Prohaska

Another week
Old and New Year
Cover-Table Calendar for 1905
 Konstantin Somov
ran through my fingers

With strong wind
Shoulds and Musts
rolled over the weakened

Busy weeks let me feel
I haven’t lived my life
Servants count
my days, my hours
try to persuade me
you use your time

Too many impressions
no chance yet to assimilate
Too many impressions
ups and downs walk hand in hand
Too many impressions
neutralize each other

Nothing's left
except the feeling of emptiness

the emptiness of time

Copyright © 2012 Ingrid Prohaska



  1. It's not entirely empty if you've posted a poem.

    Hope all is well in Austria, my friend.

    1. Thank you, JRD - thank you so much for everything!