Posted in Random Thoughts

The Collar Around My Neck

I’ve a collar around my neck

though I can’t see it.

I feel it every time

my master, the Time,

pulls the leash.

I wag my invisible tail then

and run around

doing tricks, expecting treats.

The smallest of delay

tightens the collar

around my neck

as Time pulls me

towards the next task,

reminding me

how little I mean to him.

I am just a means to the end.

Author’s note: Do you ever feel the same?



I am an Instructional Designer, avid reader, small-town woman and working mother with a fish-eye perspective. I have just published my first book, The Forest Bed and other short stories. If you like my stories on this blog, feel free to Like, Comment, Reblog and Share. You can reach me at or through my Facebook page

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