a new tube of
toothpaste
Time meanders,
lazing in the sun,
a fat garter snake
on a warm rock
Time screams, a
hawk pouncing
on a field mouse,
or a rabbit
Time trots, a
muscled marathon runner
chugging her way
to a finish line
Time ages, a
collection of liver spots
on the back of
an old man’s hand
Time hurtles, a
roller coaster headed
downward into a
dark tunnel
Time stains, a
broken pen spilling
its blood on my
hands
Time rises, and
tans, and burns, a sun
in the noon sky,
heating to afternoon
Time freezes, a
pond kissing winter
as snow and ice
begin to fall
Time stops, a
casket closing
at the end of
the funeral service
Time ends, as
the sky gates open,
bursting into
the radiance of no-time.
Tweetspeak
Poetry has a prompt
about time this week. Check
the link to see how people can make time fly.
Photograph by Junior Libby via Public
Domain Pictures. Used with permission.
4 comments:
"Time ages"...sure resonated with that one. Very vivid poem, sir.
This is beautiful, Glynn. All the different aspects of time and eternity brilliantly described.
Blessings!
Enjoyed!
Thank you for the read.
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