Sunday, July 19, 2015

Time...



Time…

There’s all those cliché songs about time:
Time like a clock, precious
Time after time
Time keeps on ticking…

And at first it seems impossibly far
And you fear you’ll never catch up
And then you want to hold onto that time
But before long it slips away.

Then those “well meaning” busybodies
you want to throttle when they
tell you to appreciate time
because it goes too fast…

They’re just twittering
because they can’t wait
until you join them on the other side
where the sand’s settling on the

Bottom of the hourglass.
But you can laugh
Bitterly a little bit longer
Because your time isn’t up yet…

tick, tick, tick, tick….





41 comments:

  1. excellent- time does march on and my time isn't up yet either and I enjoy each day...you bet!

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  2. Interesting, I can hear the tick...tick...tick and it keeps me going strong!

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    1. Karen S, yes, it makes us realize we shouldn't waste a minute.

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  3. "They’re just twittering
    because they can’t wait
    until you join them on the other side
    where the sand’s settling on the

    Bottom of the hourglass."

    Now that hit home. It's a powerful thing, isn't it? And unstoppable. We can build no walls against it. It just marches on and on and on. Really nice poem.

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    1. Searching for the Story, your response is poetic as well.

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  4. Time management certainly is a balance. There are plenty of the busybodies you describe in my world, and they seem to be in a constant tug of war with the time wasters of my life.

    Which will I side with? The choice is certainly mine, or I seek a balance between the two and hope to negotiate the criticisms.

    Thanks for making me think, Theresa.

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    1. Slamdunk, I really do take issue when people judge our use of time or try to make us worry about time. Especially with my own children growing up and eventually leaving--I can certainly see the time pass without it being pointed out!

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  5. I hate the sound of a ticking clock for all the reasons you've just expressed.

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    1. Maria, I can't sleep with a ticking clock. It stresses me out!

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  6. What a trip it will be when they realise it doesnt exist !

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  7. Clever twist on the idea of time.
    And I find I don't rush anymore.

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    1. Alex, thank you. Good for you for not rushing. Wish I could say the same.

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  8. I agree with Searching for the Story. That particular thought really resonated. Well done.

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  9. The fundamental things apply, as time goes by...

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  10. Hi Theresa - time is what we make of it ... we don't need to time ourselves - but we live that way ... and that creates a few challenges ... but I love your poem ... time is forever ... it was there, it is there, it will be there ... use it to your best ... cheers Hilary

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    1. Hilary, thank you. I hope you're having a wonderful summer.

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  11. Wonderful poem. I don't care for the busybodies. They always whine or lecture people about time.

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    1. Medeia, I just saw a poster on FB this morning that warned me to appreciate my children because they're growing older each day. Um, thanks?

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  12. Yeah i dont think it does , i see us as concentrations of energy and indormation that just keep changing form within a vastly complex system ....phewwww pass the scoobies

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  13. Very nice...when has time waited for someone?

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  14. That's a nice poem about one of those intangibles that captures everyone's imagination because of its power and incomprehensibility.

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    1. Thanks, Michael. It's good to hear from you. It's been a long time!

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  15. Love your imagery, especially one side to the other of the hour glass. I can't stand it when people talk about "killing" time, as if there isn't always something to read/look at/imagine/create! :-)

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    1. Deniz, I agree. There's no reason to kill time!

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  16. tick, tick, tick, tick….Yes, time does fly by. As long as we accomplish as much as we can in the time we're given. Love your poetry, Theresa. Great ending. :-)

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  17. Great poem, Theresa. You can feel the time passing as you read and interpret it. I like the break at the penultimate stanza. Wait! Tick, tick... might be considered a stanza too. It's the fourth stanza that has the interesting break. Congratulations!

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    1. Thanks for the feedback, Victoria. Much appreciated!

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