Time, my ever-present silent visitor,
In my living room, moves about,
Unexpectedly, shaping me,
In my living room, moves about,
Unexpectedly, shaping me,
And sifts down, like running sand,
And I hear the clock ticking,
And I consider, how my life is carved.
And I hear the clock ticking,
And I consider, how my life is carved.
My mind begins to rewind,
It takes me back to an idyllic time,
Treasured memories, lodged inside.
It takes me back to an idyllic time,
Treasured memories, lodged inside.
They flicker, like
Aqua blue & turquoise green water,
In the Caribbean Sea,
Aqua blue & turquoise green water,
In the Caribbean Sea,
And, swift as swallows swirling free,
I consider, how blessed I've been,
To be taken in time’s majestic wings.
I consider, how blessed I've been,
To be taken in time’s majestic wings.
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Author:
rrodriguez (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is an edited version of my previous poem about time. Time has taught me a lot, so the poem will reflect that.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments3
Great write
This poem in tranquil arms transports me to past memories of places and time blessed with such gentleness. A most lovely write
Zuper write with which I can identify.
I'm happy to see you again, my friend. Thank you for reading my poem and commenting on it. Be blessed!
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