A cruel master
the ticking clock
So much potential
Get it done!
I rush past shadows
crumple the pages
failed attempts
mounting
What of dreams?
Of life’s destiny?
How I worship
at the altar of should
Even with positivity
fantastical notions fall short
I argue against uncertainty
meet only disapproval
There is no magic
no pre-destined fame
just dust gathering
the dead are unimpressed.
(Linking up with Reena’s Exploration challenge: follow link for video prompt. Image my own.)
One Woman's Quest 
This spoke to me in a very pressing and powerful way………..I love your words, yet hate the reality of them!
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Lol. Thanks. Sometimes we just have to question what you pushing for.
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you are 100 percent right…….and something I frequently forget to ask myself.
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The image is very nice.
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Thanks. Trying to recreate a ghostly image.
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🙂
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I Loved this poem. Great.
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Thanks so much, and thanks for sharing.
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My pleasure, dear.
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Reblogged this on Sharing Thoughts.
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Goodness, the life of a writer! Wonderful stand out lines: “How I worship / at the altar of should”. Amazing ending!
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Thanks Benjamin.
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Welcome!
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Hard to step down from “the altar of should” – what a powerful poem. The relentless ticking clock can be so cruel. It seems especially so now.
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Yes. Thanks Andrea.
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Welcome.
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Lojong slogan 59: Don’t expect applause. 💀
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Hahahaha. Exactly.
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Ah the shoulds and woulds…if only we didn’t measure our time by those! Great poem, that first stanza really pulled me in!
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Thanks Heather.
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You’re welcome!
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Reblogged this on Reena Saxena and commented:
Dead are Unimpressed …. by VJ Knutson
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I wonder what died and when during the process of meeting a deadline 🙂
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Hmm…interesting point.
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Mmmm – tasty thoughts layered in these stanzas – leaving me thinking deep so early on a Sunday VJ ! ☕️And thanks for that
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Lol. Don’t hurt yourself. Thanks.
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😊
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Ah yes the ticking clock……and what fascinates me is that we never know when the ticking will stop!:)
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No, we do not. Thanks Janet.
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You are so right about the ticking clock being a cruel master. It’s sobering to realize how critical it is to get the work done now. At a certain point, one runs out of second chances.
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Sure feels like that doesn’t it. Thanks.
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You’re welcome.
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