CLOCK

CLOCK darting through footpaths poignant memoirs yearn for unspent revelries where life's seasons fall in haste " precious moments ripped by time's hands"
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Dietrich Avatar
August 30, 2026 at 1:43 AM
Congrats. For me it was top notch
Kerr Avatar
August 29, 2026 at 9:35 AM
Nette, I am delighted for you. Heartiest congratulations on your win with this evocative and wonderfully wistful piece.🔥🔥🔥 Howard
May Avatar
August 29, 2026 at 8:45 AM
Congrats on your win Nette, Very nicely done
Hind Avatar
August 25, 2026 at 10:30 PM
love this
Dietrich Avatar
August 19, 2026 at 2:33 PM
Amazing verse and thinking. Another one to like.⭐
Canerdy Avatar
August 17, 2026 at 12:17 PM
Nette, this poem makes me think of how I have sometimes been looking WAY ahead when I should have been cherishing NOW. Well done! Janice
Kendrick Avatar
August 13, 2026 at 12:56 PM
You've got this one very correct, Nette. I want to do and I know it needs to be done, but I just can't do it anymore. Thank you for sharing this one with us. If for a contest, it reads like a good contender to me. Way to go. Sara K. 👏✍️
Rodgers Avatar
August 13, 2026 at 9:03 AM
Dear Nette, It’s so easy to spend our days "darting through footpaths," rushing through tasks, schedules, and the sheer momentum of daily living, only to look back and realize the joy we postponed or left on the table. I loved how you highlight a universal human irony as we spend our energy trying to hurry through the journey, Blessings, Daniel
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August 13, 2026 at 8:36 AM
"where life's seasons fall in haste" ah, so mysterious and intense time is! Absolutely impeccable dear Nette, love how you've woven everything here and also that line "precious moments ripped by time's hands" I feel many would find this resonating.. time is such a stealer too! But by being in present and not caring about the clock we can prevent being falling prey to time.. pleasure reading your words always. Sending you starlight and moonshine! 💜💜💫💫 🌙
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