Winding Down

Poem ... Winding Down

More is more
By any other name
The chase we're on
This achievement game

But do we need
Those shiny things
Those got-to-haves
That achievement brings

Maybe slowing down
A thing to do
Collect less stuff
When day is through

But winding down
Reeks of old
Rocking chairs
Past stories told

It may appeal
To just a few
Cutting back
Don't buy the new

And does it matter
Any way
That total quiet
That ends our stay

Earth's rotation stops
No sunlight new
Stars disappear
Our time is through

Rabid Poet