How would we measure time Without the hands of a clock? We’d watch the sunrise Rise high in the sky We’d watch the sun dip Dip into the night We’d see the stars twinkle Twinkle seconds away Around the full moon Moon on full display We’d feel eyes grow heavy Heavy with sleep We’d see… Read More Secrets of Time
The sands of time Just cannot flow They’re all stopped up With nowhere to go A 2020 rock Impedes their way Through the hourglass To a normal day
Nothing ever Stays the same The birds The people The lay of the land They fly They age They grow wild and free Leaving only Hints Of what used to Be
It started to unravel All on its own But wasn’t noticed Until a hole had shown Broken threads Tattered and torn A once perfect design Faded and worn Edges jagged Where seams used to be What once was complete Is no more to see The fabric of time Now a threadbare sheet
The past is but an echo We try not to forget Yet, it fades with time Into a silhouette ~ The present is as clear As life can ever be We hold the power To open our eyes and see ~ The future takes shape As past and present blend Into a mysterious hybrid Of… Read More Past, Present, Future
Time is a ripple That slowly expands It knows no end Nor where it began; It’s light and dark Good and bad It’s a wrinkled face Sad, happy or mad; It offers no excuses It merely exists A vessel for a journey We cannot resist; A transformative trip From young to old With lessons learned… Read More A Ripple
A keeper Of lost seconds And precious minutes won; A hand Counting the hours Until the day is done; A face Looking back at you In solemn apathy; A guardian That’s honest In the number that you see; *** Time *** Will tell the details Offering no apology
Each day breaks Different than the last As the sun rises From its rays, shadows are cast; Across the land And the face of me and you Allowing us to see Each other’s point of view; Sitting side-by-side United together All living on borrowed time Thankful for tomorrow.
When time decides To draw outside the lines, Embrace that face And adore the details Expertly etched By the crafty hands of time; Who’ve turned black and white To shades of grey, And colored the puppy eyes Of man’s best friend – Perceptive and wise
You’re frozen in time Sharp and pointed by design. As snow persists And wind does whip Your edges Complete the weakness of mine. Forged and adored A symbol of courage; victory and allure. Just a speck in my eye But, oh, so much more. Timeless; strength and humility, Your comfort Soothes the far corners Of… Read More Frozen in Time
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