November PAD 18: Timing

Today's Prompt: Write an "its too late" poem.


Today's Poem:

BAD TIMING

Time on the clock:
the eleventh hour
and fourteen minutes
past that.

Time in my mind:
frozen in a moment
of reality I cannot
refund.

Time in my heart:
tardy,
lazy,
juvenile. Daylight
savings cannot
fall back or spring
forward the breaking.
Its too late for rescue,
the day’s damage is done.

Today's Ponderings: I wrote a poem for the writing group's monthly assignment which was "Your greatest disappointment" but it felt like cheating a bit, even though it fit this prompt perfectly, so I wrote this draft instead.