Cold Comfort iii

time melted away under my watch
as I looked upon the horizon
so dreamy – I was reminded of Salvador Dali’s The Persistence of Memory

then my mind quickly turned to that little country
called ‘The Saviour’ or El Salvador – a place not known for much
other than that every hour a gun fires and a life is lost

I pondered that idea of Bergson’s
wondering what élan vital creates such life forms
and that too made me weary

so I switched thought
realising how lucky
I was to be caught in the clutches of comfort

© Heath Muchena, 2015

2 Comments on “Cold Comfort iii”

  1. vivachange77 says:

    Your poetry engages my imagination. I like the lines “time melted away under my watch” and “caught in the clutches of comfort”.


  2. I of July says:

    that’s so nice of you to state my dear… I hope for nothing more than to engage the imagination so that’s a huge compliment – thank you 🙂


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