Linda Bole gives us this prompt and apologizes for not having posted or commented for the last prompt. Her internet has been down and it was supposed to be up by the end of this week. Hopefully it is...
Write about anything to do with time. Time is on your side (The Rolling Stones). Time travel. Use your time wisely and write a time oriented poem.
My favorite subject!
ReplyDeleteTime got away from me
ReplyDeleteslipped away unnoticed
I had so much to do
so little time to get it done
So I watched time diligently
but it moved so fast
it ran out before I knew it
where oh where did time go?
So if you have some time to spare
even just a minute or two
all donations are welcome
I need all the time I can get
Manage your time wisely
don't waste it as I did
because when I wasn't looking
Time got away from me.
Bravo! And I sympathize, because that is so true!
Delete" time is never time enough " - the smashing pumpkins. take care bonita - love - paul.
DeleteEven though it isn't, this poem has the feel of a pantoum. I'd almost like to see you try it. BTW, did you ever send poems for the pantoum anthology. And yes, great poem.
Deletedamn! no I didn't... forgot about it. sigh!
DeleteI think you still can. I think it's open till end of year.
Deleteterrific idea! I loved it! Of course, I don't have any minutes to spare...
DeleteTrails in Time
ReplyDeleteThe paths in these woods
named for those who have walked them
lead here and there
in a kind of meditation.
Tree roots and trunks, decomposing leaves
ornament the trails, line the way.
Lives wind and intertwine;
here is a miniature of family life.
I walk carefully, mindfully, aware,
walking each step with attention.
As I grow older so do they all,
and together we ornament our way.
Our days and years grow and wither,
strewing the paths we walk
decorating our lives as lived,
each step, each moment a memory.
you showed the passing of time wonderfully
Deletesometimes the path gets more rough and rocky as we get older though tash. we need stouter shoes to get where we are going - love and peace - paul.
DeleteYes, we need stout shoes, and they are crafted from experience...
DeleteVery nice. I'd actually like to see your comment about "stout shoes" to be part of the poem. Awesome work.
DeleteI like how you showed the passing of time through the leaves. This is a very pretty poem.
DeleteMany thanks for the kind words.
DeleteThis poem has multiple layers, and initially describes a place that exists in reality, which becomes a metaphor...
ReplyDeleteI thought this sounded familiar. http://april30poems.blogspot.com/2018/05/time.html
ReplyDeleteyep... I didn't remember it
DeleteI am confused by the comment because I don't really see the similarity except the poems are both about the passage and the nature of time, would either or both of you be so kind as to enlighten me? I would really appreciate it!
Deletethe link takes you back to a recent prompt which was also Time
DeleteYes, I was not commenting on the poem, but the prompt. Same prompt. Same prompter. Almost exactly 4 months ago. I had a hard enough time with the prompt then, my head being filled with songs about time, which is why I remembered it and went looking.
DeleteAHA! Thanks! Yes, I noticed that but didn't remember the date. Lovely subject and worthy of repetition.
DeleteBut not so soon, IMMHO.
DeleteTICK TOCK 14
ReplyDeletetime doesn't really exist
we made it up to stop going insane
and so we could get to work
a late train
finds me making a fist
a late date brings me pain
in timeless books, treasure doth lurk
born in the wrong time
in the wrong place
with the wrong friends
and the wrong face
to survive i had to become harry lime
the future goes in and out
like a tide that bends
makes me want to scream and shout
tick tock.....tick tock....another day gone
never again will it come along
i'll be a little late
such is my fate.
thanks everyone - love -paul.
ok. straight up on the screen. no spell checks, or corrections. rock 'n' roll poetry. do it!!!
DeleteSANDS OF TIME
the tighter you grip the sands of time
the more it slips through your hands
yearning for wedding bands
and regretting not doing that long ago crime
yep. she went away
on a long ago Wednesday
I miss her feet
and the weird way she would eat
the watch says tick.
the clock says tock
it's time I took stock
though sometimes the past and the future make me sick.
- take care everyone - love - paul.
yes man did invent time as a way to keep things organized. a bit disorienting really. I like the 2nd poem best.
Deletethanks bonita. ever wonder what the world would be like if we hadn't invented time? no countdowns, or two minute warnings - love and peace - paul.
DeleteI like that poem a lot. And I like the first one too. Actually they are almost really one poem, in two parts...you could cobble them together with a few nips and tucks here and there...
DeleteHard to reply since you embedded your second poem as a comment on the first. I didn't catch it in time or I would have moved it. I had to look up Harry Lime. Interesting take on the prompt.
Deletei could put them together tash, but the first one is the nature of time. the second one is more about how transitory it is and slips away unnoticed - tick and tock. love and rock - paul.
Deletenobody ever accused me of being any good with computers victoria. harry lime and the film " the third man " along with any jimmy cagney film. are my favourites. all films should be made in black and white - love and peace - paul.
DeleteThe Thief of Time
ReplyDeleteThe thief of time lurks on my porch
waiting to steal my moments from me,
taking my minutes and even my hours,
what can I do or say?
He's a dreadful rapscallion, a villain, a criminal,
I'd like to report him and put him in jail.
If I should try it then who would believe me?
They'd laugh or put me away.
As I get older he grows even bolder,
my body moves slower, my mind does the same
those minutes are precious and I cannot hold them
please help me, oh what can I do.
There's one place I know that he cannot find me
the present is safe from his clinging grasp
I'll stay with each moment so he can not steal it;
my time will be mine once more.
I like the sing song rhythm of this one
Deletehold on to each moment tash. you never know what tomorrow will bring. time is a thief in the night - love and a little more time - paul.
Deletepoem number 2 on a subject dear to my heart.
ReplyDeleteI'm stuck in a time warp
ReplyDeleteand I can't get out
time's chasing me around
in a maze
with never ending paths
backward then forward
I travel along
watching as I go into the future
I see myself go by then
into the past
round and round
in the time warp I go
wondering as I wander
aimlessly through space
and time...
if it's going to end...
if I'll return to myself...
if life will pass me by...
it does seem that way at times... pun intended. I think the last line would be better if time will pass me by but all in all a good write.
Delete" lets do the time warp again " - the rocky horror picture show - nice one wolfie - paul. there were three shattered alarm clocks, for everyone that survived - love paul.
DeleteSorry guys, I can't make the reply boxes come up on your poems. Paul Fowler, I loved your poem. It's true that we did make the clocks. I can't stand it! I especially hate alarm clock. When I first started working, I broke a clock a day every morning because it startled me awake. So, every day after work, I had to buy a new alarm clock until I started hiding the thing in the bathroom.
ReplyDeleteTasha, I enjoyed the time thief poem a lot. I thought it was very unique and fun.
Deletesometimes you have to scroll down after you hit reply to find the box.
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