At 2 am today (Sunday 29 October), the clocks went back one hour. This does, of course mean that I get an extra hour in bed. However, during the week it means that I leave in the dark for work and return home in the darkness (lucky old me)!
The clocks going back reminded me of my poem “The Clocks Have Gone Back”, which is reproduced below. Incidentally, in today’s technology dominated society, I only had to adjust the ancient battery operated talking alarm clock (purchased many years ago from the Royal National Institute of Blind People) and the chiming timepiece that sits on the bookcase in my living room (the latter features on the front cover of my collection of poetry, “My Old Clock I Wind”).
The clocks have gone back and the weather is cold.
The temperature underscores
That winter is here
And the year
Is nearing it’s close.
Fingers and toes
There is no breeze,
Only the chill air to please
Senses the all encompassing heat