(image credit: Norman Rockwell)
Have you ever felt like you are someone else
looking in
looking out
You hear chatter and see smiles
volume up
volume down
You see motion
stepping fast
stepping slow
But what do you see
as time and distance strain
and fade away
What do you hear
as blasts turn to whispers
and fade away
What do you feel
as shaking turns to quivers
and fade away
someone in the mirror
fading away
(photo credit: lifeingroup5.com)
Time
Elusive
Slippery as an eel
Think you have it
then it’s gone
Time
Master illusionist
Hourglass Houdini
Fills day
with ideas, promises, activity, hope
Only to find
time you thought you had
is no longer there
A great escape artist
Vanishing
with the flick of texting thumbs
or click of computer fingers
Nothing is as it seems
Be wary of conjecture
Skeptical of magic
Question where time is going
Become master of your own reliability
deluding no one
including your self
Time
Distance
Who is the fastest
Who has the most followers
Whose child rates highest
How many countries have you visited
What’s your production
What is the dividend
Who do you think you are
What makes you think your opinion counts more than mine
What’s the payoff
What’s in it for me
(image from flickr.com)
The door is locked
and you won’t share the key
Sometimes I catch you in there
when you think I won’t notice
like the Garden of Eden
fruit of all trees can be eaten
except one
I have access to all rooms
except one
I don’t desire knowledge
for I know what’s in there
Neatly packaged bundles of memory
wrapped with the bonds of time
some bursting their ties
swollen with retelling
others tattered around the edges
faded and worn
I want to throw the door open
dust away cobwebs
let in the light of day
cut the bonds of these tightly held packages
loose the memories
releasing
like a boat being untied from its mooring
ready to accept a new adventure
but the door remains locked
and you won’t share the key
The photo is from the Beautiful Garden website. It is where I imagine the birdsong I heard would originate 🙂
(This post is dedicated to my dear friend Betty)
Today when I was out for a run
I wished you were there
to inform and enlighten me
as to which of our feathered friends originated
the alluring melody I heard
I thought you would know it in an instant!
My knowledge of birds is so limited
I can recognize the haunting call of a loon
at dusk or dawn
I know the repetitive chick-a-dee-dee-dee
This afternoon I was an uninvited witness
to a bewitching love warble
no bird was seen
not even the fleetest glimpse of plumage
When the achingly enthralling song began
city din was drowned out
no strolling pedestrian chatter
no traffic hum or passing train roar
The musical tenor was so pure
I was transported through time
to an era of innocence, enveloped by love
My breath caught
my heart was pierced by the sheer elegance of the cadence
I strained to hear more
but was left disappointed
I would have to settle for the brief solo performance
No encore was forthcoming
When I think of you
I feel warm all over
I wish you were near
because
sometimes it hurts
too much to bear
alone
It’s important that I feel
needed too
wanted, loved
I like us
I like we
I hope together we continue
to be
for a long, long time
Tempest brewing
pushing limits
Thoughts bombard
from every direction
pierce heart
puncture skin
catch hair
tangled
inspiration
hallucination
provocation
tempting fate
late nights
lack of sleep
urgency prevails
one more thing
one more thing
one more thing
Not enough time
so much to be done
lengthy lists trail on
a madness sets in
frenetic
fanatic
furious
emotional whirlwind
tears
dropped items
dropped calls
drops dripping unable to quench
nothing makes sense
embers burn
ready to ignite
burst into flame
consume all in path
ablaze
glorious fury
dances
skips
spent
only ashes remain
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