“It is the burden of life to be many ages
without seeing the end of time.”
– Jim Harrison
Thinking God
was a watchmaker
I opened up my Timex
looking for the End Times
Or maybe a cobbler
so cut apart my shoe
searching for my soul
and the road less traveled
Rummaging now
in this poem –
find if still meaning
in words
qbit 
Oh, very clever. All that searching. Let me know if you find the meaning of it all.
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Thanks! If I figure that out, you will have to buy the book though, plus the online videos and maybe other products like t-shirts and mugs. I’m thinking calendars, quote of the day, all sorts of Meaning of Life swag.
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YES. Watches, shoes, poems. Can’t lose. Wonderful.
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Thanks!
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Ahh, I like this a lot. Searching for new truth in the same old words and is this a good use of our time?
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Thank you! Still rummaging, no answers yet…
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Cynical, but brilliant. I don’t think looking for God in a Timex is wise. Rip open the Rolex!
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LOL, yes!! Thanks.
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Although God might prefer something more tasteful, like Piaget or Tissot.
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I don’t think God is into chronology. Can we find a piece that measures kaironology?
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I like the idea of rummaging in the poem for meaning.
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LOL! Thanks.
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Keep rummaging – it makes for good poetry. Kudos for the allusion to Frost. I’ve spent some time (cough) considering your title and I just keep seeing an old Timex commercial with an elephant. Get a kick out of the word play in your line about God being a cobbler and the sole of your shoe. This is good stuff!
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Thanks! I forgot about that ad!
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John Cameron Swayze, if I recall? (
Sorry, that’s not the only thing that came from your poem, but I spent the day on some little blue pill and whatever was in that IV.)
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I think that’s right. Hope you and your teeth are doing well.
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Just wait for tomorrow’s prompt – pure coincidence – I swear!
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Searching for the meaning in the soles of your shoes… I wonder where those roads lead… (no yellow woods to be seen)
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LOL!
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We are poetic nerds aren’t we?
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Yes. So great!
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Hopefully we find meaning in these verses ~ I also thought the opening lines were clever ~
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Thanks!
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