Death of Time

by Colin Dardis

This unexpected
vacancy of time
is sometimes a curse,
the minutes wasted in waiting;

I am not a courtesan
for some electrical device:
the surveyed kettle, lagging server,
non-smoking toaster, untimed oven.

In such emptiness, I feel
the vacuum sucking on my days,
the regrets accumulating
to fall on my deathbed:

there was not enough time,
and where there was plenty,
I openly cursed
the day away.

Colin Dardis is a poet, artist, and sometimes musician from Northern Ireland. His first collection, ‘left of soul’ is available via

  1. #1 by Oonah on September 22, 2011 - 4:53 pm

    That strikes a chord!

  2. #2 by wanda on September 22, 2011 - 5:54 pm


  3. #3 by John Ritchie on September 23, 2011 - 9:29 am

    Was it not ever thus.

    What we don’t have we desire and what we do have we denigrate.

    And all the while the stealthy thief of time is robbing us of our opportunities.


  4. #4 by Sandra Davies on September 23, 2011 - 10:47 am

    Oonah has stolen my words – yes indeed it struck a chord, dammit.

  5. #5 by Colin Dardis on September 23, 2011 - 12:04 pm

    Thanks everyone, glad you liked it!

  6. #6 by gerrymccullough on September 24, 2011 - 9:33 am

    Excellent, Colin. What everyone feels, put in the best and most striking words. ‘I am not a courtesan/for some electrical device’ – love this.

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