There is a pause between breaths, a space between steps, that time before one second joins another
It is that gap between a touch, that unsaid word, where two thoughts are not yet conjoined
A hesitation, a spot of indecision on a fulcrum of balance between past and future
It is here that one remains a frog or becomes a prince
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sorenbarrett (
Online) - Published: October 22nd, 2026 03:29
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As I adore frogs I'd say stay as one, who needs a prince? 🐸 Wonderful reflection for the reader. 🌹
Thanks Teddy for the review and comment. Staying a frog is not all bad it keeps the flies and mosquitos down. I love frogs as well and one lives in my bathroom.
a thoughtful entertaining piece my friend
Thank you for the read and comment Norman your encouragement is most valued
always most welcome, much enjoyed
Lovely read that makes one wait and pause✍️
Thank you Ezekiel for the read and comment it is deeply appreciated
''A fulcrum of balance between past and future'' .
What a wonderful statement ! I recognize something of my own words in it !
Thanks so much for the read and comment my friend. If yours I concede but I did not remember it. Great minds think alike and I will have to go with Eclesiastes that there is nothing new under the sun. I suppose all of each of my poems a fragment of a memory read or heard.
I mean something how I feel inside !
Great minds still think alike
A good Write. Many times we have become the Frog or the Prince. As far as the Frog is concerned it's : If only I did this. Or did that.
That Second before a decision is made is often Examined later on. A fave.
You have grasped the heart of it my friend. Thank you so much for the read and kind comment it is as always most appreciated.
My Pleasure 👍
Good write SB. Or in KP's case - a trout! lol.
Thanks Orchi appreciate the read and comment. I don't know why you call her a trout that is a good fish it was the carp that we threw away
Nicely written. Soren Barrett, it took me a while to understand your poem. Your poem deals with the moments of stillness in life, particularly the space between actions, thoughts, and emotions. It explores the idea that these moments of indecision can lead to growth or change, symbolized by the metaphor of a frog becoming a prince, which alludes to transformation and the choices that lead to it.
Thank you Friendship for the review and interpretation. Yes that was the intent. In those intervals choices are made that make the difference in a life. Your words are most appreciated.
What is remarkable about this poem is its suggestion that time, though experienced as continuous, may be understood through pauses. It challenges our ordinary perception of time by shifting our attention away from duration and toward the tiny intervals that separate one moment from another. These intervals become meaningful precisely because they seem to interrupt the flow of continuity, revealing the profound significance hidden within the spaces between events.
Thank you Soheil so much for the read and catching the intent. Glad you caught that subtle difference in view. In this life we break time in some ways into intervals, days, hours, seconds and even months and years between the past and present and future there and dividing lines these are the fulcrum. Your words are most appreciated.
You are most welcome, my friend. I appreciate your thoughtful reflection on the nature of time and the invisible lines that connect our past, present, and future.
Well, Soren, you've certainly given me something to chew on! LOL! Makes me wonder how many opportunities I've missed while standing around trying to decide what to do. Then again, perhaps some of those missed opportunities were blessings in disguise! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thanks Tristan for your read and kind words of support. Yes indeed some opportunities and others better to miss.
Thanks Soren your comments are always appreciated . Regards Owen
Most welcome
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