Borrowed Time #poetry #perspective

“Just living,” she frowned at the wrinkles etching her face.

“There’s no time left,” he drew a circle in the sand.

Both had seen so many sunsets they seemed to watch this one as if it were their last.

“You have to put in the numbers,” a little boy ran up with a stick.

The elderly couple watched as the boy made the circle into a clock.

“We still have a few more hours to play.” A little girl tried to sound very grown up through her lisp.

“Let’s build a castle with a moat.” Another grandchild had her shovel and bucket in tow.

“What a beautiful way to watch the sunset.” The grandmother’s face lit up like the dawn as the weight of time disappeared.

“Yes – together…” He lovingly grabbed her hand.

We live in times of uncertainty. Are we alone in this? No! We are not the only generation or time period that has more questions than answers. We must face challenges with strength not fear. Happy New Year.

Time Goes Too Fast #elderlyissues #atozchallenge #photography #poetry

 

Time…

moves as the sun

faster than we run

a round face with hands

a circular plan

each hour marked

never light never dark

Time

moves without thinking

heart beat quickly ticking

a baby’s yawn

before early dawn

colors beam

time

 day on one side

 ebbs the flow of the tide

aging woman, man

Takes their time to stand

there’s no rush

someone’s sleeping – hush

t i m e

it’s moving fast

history is past

chest more slowly rise

look into her eyes

one last breath

hands  at rest

Santa Barbara bay

I think everyone would agree that the older we get the faster the hands of time seem to move.

Maybe one thing we can do is slow those hands down a wee bit.

Going back into the memory file is a great way to stop time for a moment.

I love reliving moments with friends and family – it’s always a history lesson and most everyone likes to talk about the past.

 

T2020

How is time affecting you right now with Covid???

People I have enjoyed reading during the A to Challenge

Ronel the myth maker

 

The Year Dims to Sight #poetry #newyear

moving time

“I sit beside the fire and think

of all that I have seen

of meadow-flowers and butterflies

in summers that have been”  Bilbo

~JRR Tolkien Lord of the Rings~

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I sit and ponder,  last log burns

lingering o’er fading light

few pages now left to turn

behind the year dimming to sight

I sit beside the fire and think

cherry blossoms once smiled at me

her soft cheeks rosy and pink

dawn’s fragrant dance lively and free

I sit old ink pen in hand

memory  welcomes the  strong crashing sea

frothy tides pull  from land

children’s  echo,  their peels of glee

I see Nature’s stores overflowing

golden hues blustery fingers doth turn

prepare for the chill and the blowing

brown leaves enjoy one last burn

I sit and watch twinkling tree lights

yearly celebration begun

family drawn warm and tight

the year’s work wrapped and done

I sit and ponder as last log burns

lingering o’er  fading light

the last pages have been turned

the year dims forever  to my sight

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Wishing each of you a Happy New Year!!!

 

 

 

Time Passages #poetry

warm dawn

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Time…

moves as the sun

a round face with hands

twenty-four hours marked

if we are old we sit

the young they stand

heart beat quickly ticking

signaling minute movements

like a baby’s yawn

early before dawn

colors broaden

light behind them

 day is on time

 ebbs the flow of the tide

time

waits for no one

it continues on schedule

you cant catch it

it’s too fast

blink your eyes it’s past

sun rises sun falls

the chest slowly ascends

with the last breath

hands are at rest

Santa Barbara bay

But what minutes! Count them by sensation, and not by calendars, and each moment is a day. ~Benjamin Disraeli

The prompt at Poet’s United today is Time. What does “Time” mean to you?

clock

The Golden Key #fantasy #postaday #fiction

shiny key 1

I was a golden key

fashioned just after time was turned

and I knew I had a purpose

 but forgot all I had learned. 

I placed myself in large  hands

of those who perchance might  serve

but one after another

got what they deserved.

And so I hung despondent

 on a cold and lifeless  tree

hoping for an answer

and one that would set me free.

I heard someone so cheerful

but she was  so very young.

“What can a child do

when the others failed all and one.”

The sun hit just right

and she reached and stretched her hand.

She and I both surprised

for her height seemed to expand. 

“I heard a story once,”

her voice so sweet and low.

“Yes,grandmother knew it well.

A key with a golden glow.

I dont remember all

but let me linger now.

We will go back and see

what if time had cast a spell.”

So the girl and I sat

for a long and timeless while

but I really did not mind

she had such a winsome smile.

“Yes, I remember”

she patted me in her palm.

“You open up a place

by singing a forgotten song.”

She hummed and sang the songs

 all the ones she had been told

and as I watched before me

this small child got very old.

She held me and it warmed me

and I began to glow.

 A gnarled and weary door

in the tree began to show. 

“There it is in the middle”

a keyhole she did find

and I was oh so happy

to at last meet my own kind.

We passed through the door together

she transformed into herself

so fairy like her beauty

and I a greenish elf. 

*****

Today’s Daily Post writing challenge asks the question:

You’ve been given a key that can open one building, room, locker, or box to which you don’t normally have access. How do you use it, and why?

I did not submit the following story today as it was an archived short story that I created as a continuation from an old Grimm’s Fairy Tale – The Golden Key was it’s title.

Other’s who have also written about the Key:

 

 

Season of Decay #haiku #time #photography

fall's canvas

rubbing sister leaves

new endings, old beginnings

color explodes

fall rise

 a time to reflect

put away past pains

reach for tomorrow

The prompt for the first day of September at Chevrefeuille’s Carpe Diem is DECAY.

Where does Fall fall for you???

In Candlelight… #yesterday #poetry #oldage

station clock

Time stands still for no man

and yet this night

with dear friends

anticipated for so long

I look at my reflection

in a bonfire of  candles

I pass my finger tip

through yesterday

there is that moment

a hush really

 a red ball that I got at 6

rolls past

the bell from my blue bike

rings “8 years today”

puka shells

circle sweet 16

the string breaks

scattering on the sands of time

remembered treasures

I held for a brief moment

and now this eve

where I momentarily hover

looking at a girl

full of dreams

grasping for a bit more

holding on to you

before you slip away

for the first and very last time

my sandy heart

Today’s prompt for Poet’s United Wednesday Motif we celebrate an Evening Out. This post was also inspired by a haiku that for whatever reason caused me to look over my shoulder at my younger self. What would we find there if we could look at younger eyes? Would those eyes gather strength or recoil at what we had become?

Captive of Time #haiku #poem

pocket watch

“We measure time according to the movement of countless suns; and they measure time by little machines in their little pockets.

Now tell me, how could we ever meet at the same place at the same time?”

~ Gibran

 

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Reaching behind

simplicity opens its hand

time is silent

Carpe Diem gives us the prompt Movement with the captivating quote by Khalil Gibran

 

Photograph “Pocket Watch” L. Moon 2011

When Time Stopped #microfiction #amwriting

I remember it like it was yesterday – the clock stopped at quarter til the hour.

I was on an outbound train going where I couldn’t remember

That was the crazy part – no one remembered what they were supposed to do next.

Looking back I’m not sure if we stopped when time stopped or if  a frozen state ensued from not knowing what to do when time stood still.

Some people stood as if in denial.

I think they were willing time to do something different.

Others, I am sure, were afraid to move as if the clock would crack and the “sameness” of life with it.

My life course changed profoundly that night.

I was bound for University. You know settle into a routine, surrounded by fellow students and books, go the requisite number of parties and games.

Each student predictably going the same general direction that was pre-ordained for us by our professors.

For me, at the moment when time stood still, something clicked like the second hand of life rebelled.

I grabbed up my things and started walking. There were a few others who independently decided to do the same thing.

We walked into the night and haven’t stopped. A few people with the same mindset have joined us along the way.

It’s curious, even after years, we notice in every town we come to there is a group of people staring at a clock with the large hand on the 9.

wait

Today’s Daily Post (writing) prompt: For a moment today, time stands still — but you can tweak one thing while it’s stopped. What do you do?

And the photo prompt: Stillness

I guess my tweak was to break the rules when the time stopped and write a short sci-fi interpretation of the prompt.

Here you will find excellent responses to today’s prompt:

  1. Tomorrow | shame
  2. Donna has the doggy zoomies | We Live In A Flat
  3. The Calm Before The Storm | The Magic Black Book
  4. My Yahoo! Updated but I can’t switch back if it’s not for me | DCMontreal
  5. All sort of radio signals piercing human body | Inside My Glitching Mind
  6. Daily Prompts – Stand Still | Lux
  7. Waters with a Taste of Mountains. | The Life NomadikThe Life Nomadik
  8. Daily Prompt: Stillness | Charles Ray’s Ramblings
  9. A Hat Full Of Light. | The Ambitious Drifter
  10. Daily Prompt: Standstill « Mama Bear Musings
  11. 12 April 1982: Daily Prompt | alienorajt
  12. White Pine (Stillness) | photo potpourri
  13. The stillness is here. The silence is ringing in my ears. | mostlytrueramblings
  14. Wibble Wobble Timey Wimey stuff « RPMAS
  15. Stillness | Motherhood and Beyond
  16. Daily Prompt: Standstill 24|9 | Family, Photos, Food & Craft
  17. When I Think of 2… | gorgeous little thieves
  18. ✾⌚-if time stood still-⌚✾ | mët•aRVhëë•n✪ia
  19. I Wish I Were… | Hotel Goddess
  20. Barefoot In The Park | Just Visiting This Planet
  21. Standstill | Kate Murray
  22. Daily prompt: Stillness | Life as a country bumpkin…not a city girl
  23. Chad Ties-Up Time (short fiction) | The Jittery Goat
  24. Escape [Daily Prompt: Standstill] | unknowinglee
  25. Stillness | Travel with Intent
  26. Stillness | The Rider
  27. Daily Prompt; Standstill | terry1954
  28. Standstill | It’s My Box
  29. Daily Prompt: Standstill, stay alive | littlegirlstory
  30. Kids Ears Clogged? | Parents Are People Too
  31. Daily Prompt: Standstill – A Deep Stillness | SERENDIPITY
  32. One Tiny Change | Tony’s Texts
  33. Before The Storm Breaks | Flowers and Breezes
  34. Freeze Frame | Cowgirl Up!
  35. In the still of the night | Random Encounters of an Inquisitive Mind
  36. “Stillness” | Relax
  37. I Miss Home | Eikons
  38. In the future, don’t stash your freeze ray with me | sayanything
  39. Time Stands Still | Kansa Muse on Micro Farming and More
  40. Bloom and Wither | The Gallas Daily News
  41. Standstill. | A Ripple In Culture
  42. Daily Prompt – Short story: Standstill | I Hope You’re Taking Notes
  43. Stillness | Lori’s Life and Other Stuff
  44. Stand Still, O Beautiful End | crookedeyebrows
  45. Still… | Haiku By Ku
  46. S. Thomas Summers | Daily Prompt: Stand Still
  47. Stillness, Joshua Tree | The RunningFather Blog
  48. Still standing | Le Drake Noir
  49. A nice chat | Life is great
  50. It’s a Pterodactyl! – Daily Prompt: Time Stands Still, Sunday Stills and Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge: Animal’s | Babsje Heron
  51. Standstill | The Nameless One
  52. Daily Prompt: Standstill | Chronicles of an Anglo Swiss
  53. To Tweak or Not to Tweak: That is the Question | Iam Who Iam
  54. Daily Prompt: Standstill | Jasper Smits
  55. A Moment of Peace | the curious traveler
  56. Stillness is Wasting time | ayimas
  57. Daily Post: Stillness | Finding Magic
  58. Stillness | Chatoyancy Underground
  59. One Last Salam | mardmood
  60. road curves | Her Broken Nibs
  61. Daily Prompt: Standstill | Let There be Peace on Earth
  62. Stillness | Daily Observations
  63. Daily Prompt: Standstill | The Land Slide Photography
  64. I don’t like Tuesdays, but if I had to have a slightly longer one… | thoughtsofrkh
  65. Time Is Just An Illusion! | The Political and Social Chaos Blog
  66. The Tweak Fairy | JC Bride ~
  67. One Starving Activist
  68. Daily Prompt: Sit Stay! The Gift of Stillness | Slam on the Brakes, Pull Over, Take the Picture
  69. Bye bye Bashar | djgarcia94
  70. The Otter in my Jotter
  71. If time stands still. | prettypinkpebbles
  72. Daily Prompt- Stand Still | jansideas
  73. NOBODY MOVE! ~ I’ve Dropped Me Brain… | Random Thoughts Of A Mad Music Fan
  74. The loud Silence | tokʞaali’s blog/site/ɹǝʌǝʇɐɥʍ

 

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