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Our Time

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Do you hear time?

Memories disperse like crumbs on water,

hoping to feed the soul’s hunger

A need to validate even an inconsequential life

Established with each new breath and defined by the last,

it passes, deliberately partitioning experiences

A rhythmic beat reckons gains and losses

Did it loiter, sweet honey dripping from the hive,

as the comfort of the day murmured reassurance

Did it explode, speeding into the night,

as the search for adventure marked a misspent youth

Did it become suspended, exquisite anticipation,

as your trembling lips first whispered I love you

Did it consume every breath, punishingly indifferent,

as it ran out for the one that held your heart

I hear time with every tick of the clock

Slivers of yesterday’s laughter soothe the sound of long ago tears

Songs in time tell a story only we can write



photo: Pixabay

prompt: Ellaine’s Place

8 comments

  1. You have an interesting take on time – a concept that captures my interest. You describe its variety, the exploding, loitering, consuming, suspended… All wonderfully described. My favorite, though is “Established with each new breath and defined by the last, / it passes, deliberately partitioning experiences” So well crafted!

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