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TIME PIECES

TIME PIECES

grandfather clock
time so easy to take apart
this child
with broken heart
couldn’t piece back together


that moment
she frowned and closed the door
i checked my watch
second hand stopped
gone forever more


summer vacation

hour hand
locked on 3:00 o’clock 
minute hand
but a tick tock away
“tick tock”   hooray!


in my closet
out of body   out of mind
out of time
nor even strong wind
can rattle the door

Dave Austin


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Alone

wooed by the comfort
of others and worldly things
ideals stall change
they visit but never stay
leaving us tired and alone

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Contest:  One New Tanka
Sponsor: Rick Parise
03.09.15


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Where Reveries Reside

Tears subside,
hushed breaths draw ebbing tide,
soft virgin sands, un-walked and damp, shine.

A delicate filigree of silvery brine
brings an interlude where grief and beauty entwine,
gently swaying between now and then.

Thoughts of ‘remember when’
stir again.

Scattered far and wide,
bygones shimmer in rock pools,
scents on breezes ride...
elusive remnants of love
under bitter-sweet moonlight.

There is a place where reveries reside,
ensconced in time between the lows and highs,
where troubles disappear in ocean’s sighs
and hopes return with happiness inside.

Where shades of blue, and rose hues coincide
to nurture promises of sweet reprise,
there is a place where reveries reside,
ensconced in time between the lows and highs.

A haven to reflect on love’s divide,
recall that smile, the twinkle of those eyes
with fondness, then let woven dreams arise
with threads of gilded memories to guide...
this is the place where reveries reside.





**For Jared Pickett's Trois Par Huit /Tanka/Rondel contest


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A Halloween birthday Tanka

Oh Halloween babe
born under October's moon
weave with forlornment
your bewitching adornment
of a harvest leaf festoon.

Faces in pumpkins
awake memories of when
the children were young;
and "Trick-or-Treat!" rung
the holiday season in.

Scorpio woman
wipe away your wistful tear
and tend to the craft
of your birthday draught
to toast your forty-first year.























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Maybe in time

  

holding back the tears

reading an old love letter

it made me smile then

perhaps i should wait longer

they say that "time heals all wounds"...


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Heart's Sanctuary

leaves change colour
twirling to the cold ground
in submission--
place a bright orange leaf
beside an old photograph

a dash of colour
to highlight warm memories--
autumn winds howl
without breaching 
heart's sanctuary


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The Last Time


Cherry tree rendered
Sweet warm breezes surrender
Petals falling down
Natures blanket we have found
Last love we will remember


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Inhaling The Sea

  
I fly with the gull And breathe the color of salt Hear the surf's repeating song I came this way long ago And return to find my path


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This lonely little hovel

The grainy half dusk, 
when the sun gives her last wink.
Hours spent in thought 
to leave the safe sanctity.
This lonely little hovel


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A Ghost-Town Church

Beside the last pew, 
a chipped white collection plate.
A ghostly blessing
if you toss a modern coin
through time and the barred front door.


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Time Flies

Time’s flies in this world . . .
It’s part of our very lives.
A running meter . . . 
	Tracks to when, how long, how much 
And measures what can be done!

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved, 
Schoeningen, Germany (November 7, 2014)
(Tanka poetic format) 


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Time to say goodbye my love

My chain is now frail
Damaged by your weaken link 

My venture begins 
Left with simple forgiveness 

Unwarranted departure. 


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'Space and Time'

Space and time, matter,
energy, gravity, light,--
the laws of physics,
both known and unknown, and we
are children of the Big Bang.

Into the night sky
I gaze, awed by space and time
and the wide expanse 
of the Milky Way, a dot
among endless galaxies.

Through this soup and stew
of space and time, dark matter,
and dark energy
they spin and swirl and collide,
filling this big universe!

Our own Milky Way
formed from this vast space and time
and sprouted our Earth,
this blue orb circling the Sun,--
the cradle of all known life.

Space and time, matter,
energy, gravity, light,--
the laws of physics,
both known and unknown, and we
are children of this Cosmos.


02/17/2014; for "Space & Time" Contest





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A Ripple in Time

A ripple in time, we are here for a moment like fleeting vapors in this vast, great universe-- members of a divine God. Into the night sky I gaze, awed by space and time and the wide expanse of the Milky Way, a dot among endless galaxies. They spin and swirl in a dance in the gaping voids of space and blackness, their light coming to us from a time before our Earth formed. A ripple in time, we are here for a moment like fleeting vapors in this vast, great universe-- members of a divine Whole.
--for 'A Ripple In Time' Contest --written 05/05/2013


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Time Won't Wait

Awake, I lay still, Waiting day, under review. Tempted to fall back Asleep, and hold the day at bay. I rise instead. Time won't wait. I gather my thoughts Over coffee freshly brewed. A strategy formed, To accomplish what I must. I move on out. Time won't wait. At end of day's length, Assessing successes strong. Smart to prepare first. Then to put legs on my plans. I rest a bit. Time won't wait. The children come play. Suspending all that is mine, About cherished time. Smiles and laughter reminding, I choose to love. Time won't wait!


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BROWNIE TIME

BROWNIE TIME

So    it’s brownie time
They are so easy to make
50 strokes or so
Of this heavenly chocolate
No kids    so I’ll eat them all

Looking it over
I can do better than that
Such a weak poem
Baking brownies is no art
Poetry should say something

Now    take Longfellow
Hiawatha eats brownies?
Yes!    Magic brownies
Amazing what one can write
On a magic brownie high





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Steps in Time

What is an old head
to do when reeling in love
with a renewed heart,
might of her adrenaline
flows through teenage affection.

© Harry J Horsman 2013   


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in time

budgies chatter

and canaries sing

voices raised

welcoming Spring

while daffodils sway in time


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Playing with fire

Playing with fire

...like night magicians
playing with fire till dawn
needn't tell but crowd
masquerades seeking sources
to revitalize their wands.


For: Poet Destroyer's "Playing With Fire" contest.


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Deep in the Shadows of Time






instead of flowers, stones bloom in mass profusion, engraved with honor….. history has come to rest locked in the shadows of time far from battlefields, all creatures learn of courage.. it comes with the breeze and deep in the heart of man... heard in tears of a bugle .........................................................................................................................


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Time Stand Still Please

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Under  the canopy of trees
               Just   my love and me
Gently he holds my hand
               Draws me close to caress
Tenderly...Time stand still please


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Beauty In The Eyes Of The Beholder






Lovely baby blues
Your eyes on our wedding day
Years melt and are gone
Age changes outward beauty
Memory keeps the moment







"A Memory Of Beauty" Contest   
Sponsored by: ^Rick Parise August 2010 











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Old Memories


Haze of deep evening

The blue light rests on my hands

Letters  getting old
  
On  sepia  of frail pages,

Love wakes in its fevered silence



Amy Green/ 
Tanka(s) Contest REVISED, EASIER, more FREE


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a time to reflect

one hour alone motionless in bath water... mirrored on water is the sun of a childhood reflected in ripples of time I see my father a chain saw, a pile of wood mother is sewing patches on the family jeans.... swirling quickly, down the drain ~
_________________ Carrie Richards (spiritual) ________________________________________


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My First Time (Trois Par Huit, Tanka, Rondel)

My first time,
Sexual pleasures climbed,
Was with an experienced lover.

She handled me so gently under the cover;
Knowing I had never been taught by another.

Protecting my fragile male ego;
Unleashed my libido
Down below.

This first love of mine,
Through her kindness and patience,
Was, to me, divine.
Forever, to her in debt
For future pleasures I met.

How lucky I was to find a lover so kind,
To teach me the sexual act.
Cuddling my id with emotional tact;
Enflaming my passionate mind.

As sexual tensions in my youth unwind
Cognizant of the knowledge I lack;
How lucky I was to find a lover so kind,
To teach me the sexual act.

So now, when an inexperienced lover I find,
My first lover I try to pay back,
By remembering the knowledge that I once lacked,
And to her fumbling ways stay blind.
How lucky I was to find a lover so kind.


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Schattenspiel/ Shadow Play/ Juego de Sombras

Die Wandgemälde
Licht und Schatten im Zimmer
Vergängliche Kunst

In heller Nachmittagssonne
Stetig wandelnder Reigen

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The wall paintings
Light and shadows in the room
A perishable art

In a bright afternoon sun
Constantly changing round dance

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Pinturas murales
Luz y sombras en el cuarto
Un arte perecedera

En sol de tarde brillante
Constante cambio del corro


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Hello and Goodbye



Hello and Goodbye The final story of Life As Time marches on Its irreversible path That can never be erased


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His Last Wish

Draped in twilight's veil that December afternoon was slipping past him; how he wished to pause time once in the twilight of his life. A late waking up; standing on the edge of life with his muffled voice he prayed for a reversal of the time and of his life. Glimpses of childhood, mother's lap as his pillow, colourful days' call, how he wanted all those back just for once, in this twilight. © kash poet ===============000===============


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Historys Train

Forward moving train; Mystical cacophony; Draws me backwards. Riding time-tracks, I can see History reverse itself.
Written 12-16-14


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Time for a Wish

cold white moonlight drapes
diamonds all around me
dances with shadows
as curtains move with the wind
time to make that perfect wish