Posts tagged ‘time’

June 16, 2019

Time and the starlet

by The Cheesesellers Wife

Deep in space-time, she awakes
throws off her mantle of gas

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April 2, 2019

Curtain Call

by Nick Anthony

Once more, the roar of applause thaws his heart and makes him wish he didn’t have to depart this stage. Where had the years gone? He wonders. How did each day, so long, become faint flashes of memory? An ambling trajectory of wasteful debauchery, his life has passed him by like a distant plane in the sky. And now, as he clocks out of consciousness and stares across an endless necropolis, the clapping masses have gone silent. His heart is no longer raging and defiant. Overhead, the black curtain is falling and the blissful escape of the void is calling.

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March 28, 2019

Reflection Haiku

by Nick Anthony

five long years ahead

vibrant, Doppler-blue future

five red years long gone


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March 4, 2019

Fences of Time

by Venkat

he dug them straight
fences of time
with granite hands
fences of time
no shadows to bend
no stars to spare

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January 20, 2019

The place

by Bhavya Prabhakar, India

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The place falls

The place calls

The place reminiscing

The ones with horns

The ones with holes

In the journey

Of the time.

 

The place sucks

The place chucks

The place twinning

With the ray of hopes

In the lost memories

Of the unheard notes.

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January 13, 2019

Time

by Venkat

yellow in swirl, whisper in blue
when silence wears new folds
eyes in green, row over stars
flash a dream for the orange

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December 25, 2018

HE HELD MY HEART IN HIS HAND

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

My Heart
Had Been Shattered
With Pieces
Scattered
Everywhere
In My Life

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December 19, 2018

Shapes

by Venkat

then he waxed those roses
till they lit the crooked shades

pruned stories, oiled memories
painted distances in neat vials

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October 2, 2018

Autumn

by Richard Rensberry, author at QuickTurtle Books®

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    Autumn

 

So many things

are vulnerable to cold—

the cucumber’s crisp

and my sweet basil’s toes,

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September 4, 2018

Butterfly Cinquain: 2018-09-04

by Venkat

Syllable pattern : 2-4-6-8-2-8-6-4-2

sparrows
truth on their feet
a bed of chirps to dream
home where legs be, legs where heart sings

sparrows

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August 22, 2018

Butterfly Cinquain: 2018-08-22

by Venkat

Syllable pattern : 2-4-6-8-2-8-6-4-2

time turns
cotton to yarn
smoke to fire, fire to smoke
fingers to guns, guns to fingers

turns time

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August 18, 2018

Haiku: 2018-08-18

by Venkat

time a crooked glass
mirrors love, on hands of dirt
stained, for spotless ones

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August 3, 2018

Guidelines for Confession

by Megha's World

“Wait for that wisest of all counselores, Time.” 
― Pericles

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They say confessions
can absolve you
They can make you pure.
You will be pristine
as the seraphic soul.

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July 28, 2018

Diamante + Alliteration: 2018-07-28

by Venkat

time
tames, twists
twigs, threads, tales
tresspasses, tussles, makes
molten, mountains
mellows, moves
memory

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June 22, 2018

Summer Wars

by Renwick Berchild

The dust of Summer,
rubber, barbecue and
mT air that I beg might bring the rains, Neruda’s
gold ghost, Las Manos del Dia under an umbrella say
do I comprehend, how much it may mean
to meet a grizzled old tree
hale and green
after the many deaths
of teething Winter,
hollow poems
no justice
they cannot say,
Longfellow is out walking
my cautious light around the park.

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May 13, 2018

Lament (a Cento)

by John S

Our one forever,

when it stole through the red gates of sunset
left over from autumn, and the dead brown grass
is yet vibrant with the cadence of the song you might have been.

No longer mired in waiting to begin.

They tell us the night means nothing,
and the candles their light the light.

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April 10, 2018

Twitch

by Venkat

twitch not this silence, my owl
I hear the waves in your eyes
rock not this dark, my owl
I see time gallop down your gaze

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April 1, 2018

POETRY AS THERAPY

by thereluctantpoet

By Lesley Kluchin and Charles Robert Lindholm

A Broken Heart Needs

Poetry as therapy

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March 22, 2018

Yesterday

by Venkat

yesterday, a leaf broken
by hands I know not
found its stairs
on silver feet
to distances I dare not

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March 20, 2018

Lines Between

by Venkat

do I need wait
when I am the time
of your life

do I need say
when I am the smile
of your dream

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March 14, 2018

FLY BY

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

The Days
And Years
Fly By
Faster
Than We Think

Time Seems
To Trudge
Along For So Long
Until It Doesn’t
Anymore

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March 1, 2018

Hour Glass Shine

by Venkat

a tumble to water
a time to soak
a heart to sink

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March 1, 2018

IS A TIME MACHINE REALLY A GOOD IDEA?

by thereluctantpoet

Back to the Future DeLorean Time Machine

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Sometimes I Have Fantasies
About How Great It Would Be,
To Be Able To Go Back In Time
But Then I Wonder?

How Much Of A Mess
I Might End Up Creating

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February 23, 2018

WE ARE LIKE BUTTERFLIES

by thereluctantpoet

A GREAT QUOTE
WE ARE LIKE BUTTERFLIES - B

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February 9, 2018

Time doesn’t heal some wounds…

by cmapillay

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“Time heals griefs and quarrels, for we change and are no longer the same persons. Neither the offender nor the offended are any more themselves.”

                                                                         – Blaise Pascal

It doesn’t hurt anymore, for that I must thank you,

Though forgetting promises has become part of you,

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February 7, 2018

In Time

by Venkat

Stones, rolled down her eyes
And the meadows, found a sky
Rain clasped wanderlust leaves
Rolled up a breeze in her moment

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January 31, 2018

SPEND YOUR NOWS WITH ME

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Yesterday Has Moved Along  

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January 4, 2018

Someone said it’s Thursday

by Jem Croucher

Someone said it’s Thursday
Well that’s just fine by me
‘Cos it means I’ve still got several days
in actuality
And Christmas is notorious
for loosing track of time
I’ve no idea what hour it is
But really, that’s just fine

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