Floating and escaping, running…

Through my fingers time slips
dripping and slidding like dry sand
falling like water, puddles by my feet
useless now,
but pretty, with vague oil swirls of memory
floating and escaping, running away, 

running fierce behind me
a river
when I turn its gone again to the puddle
A constant underneath me.

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  • Christine Ramsay on Feb 18, 2009

    A cute poem. Time does tend to slip away from you without you realising it.

    Christine

  • Paul Roberts on Feb 18, 2009

    Well put,and an excellent read.Your fan,smile

  • Doug Rasmussen on Feb 18, 2009

    Short, sweet & profound. Something we all experience but have never so succinctly put into words.
    Thanks fer that one! bravissima!
    -Cheers.
    -D.

  • Bren Parks on Feb 18, 2009

    Very nicely done!!!! I really like your picturesque description!

  • postpunkpixie on Feb 18, 2009

    Beautiful imagery, and so true, it’s always slipping away

  • LOVELY HONEY on Feb 18, 2009

    i am a TIMES STAR TOO now nice knowing u
    lh

  • Morgana on Feb 18, 2009

    Hello Annie, I enjoyed reading this piece, fluent, creative :)

  • Karelee on Feb 18, 2009

    Great job..nice little poem.

  • Daisy Peasblossom on Feb 18, 2009

    Lovely metaphor of all the ways we deal with time. Beautiful.

  • rutherfranc on Feb 18, 2009

    cute.. with a good lesson to boot..

  • denus on Feb 18, 2009

    lovely piece.

  • Yovita Siswati on Feb 19, 2009

    Lovely poem!

  • Debra Mann on Feb 19, 2009

    Very wonderful write! Great piece!

  • MLM on Feb 19, 2009

    wow—I liked this…wonderfully put…

  • Joni Keith on Feb 19, 2009

    Beautiful imagery. You’ve painted such a picture with your words.

  • keyella on Feb 21, 2009

    Brings “hold on to the moment” to the forefront of my mind… a great expression that highlights the power and swftness of time

  • hfj on Feb 22, 2009

    Good short poem. You expressed the precious value of time so well with this piece. Time tells all. well done.

  • Nathan G on Feb 23, 2009

    I see why you looked at my ‘Time’ poem. Like your view of it. Intersting descriptions I liked
    useless now,
    but pretty, with vague oil swirls of memory
    floating and escaping, running away,

  • F J McCarthy on Feb 25, 2009

    You write very well, your feelings come through to the reader,Thank you,F J.

  • Kate Smedley on Feb 25, 2009

    Beautifully written poem, I like this a lot.

  • Mona Kennedy on Mar 7, 2009

    Nicely written

  • Ella Currence on Mar 15, 2009

    Nice poem

  • Liane Schmidt on Mar 18, 2009

    So unique, interesting and captivating – nice work!

    Blessings.

    Sincerely,

    -Liane Schmidt.

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