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Ferocious Time

I ache to grasp ferocious time
Past, present and future escape me
I lean into the moment
Ah, but it has passed
Like a plane’s jet stream
Whose flotsam announces not what is but what was
Or a train whose whistle echoes
Without the beast’s presence

Am I the stationary one?
A scarecrow’s arms wired and stretched
As time disappears into nothingness
Or am I the boomerang
Careening, spinning clashing
Yet always returning

Time is an empty construct
A theorem that can’t be engineered
Hands that hold black digits
Squares that run up, down and sideways
Man’s attempt to pinpoint God’s universality

Permanence evades me
Mountains sway
Rocks decompose
Stars blast from nothingness
Fire arises from earth’s mantle

I find stability in nature’s rotation
Dead limbs green and sprout buds
Silky blossoms wither and rot
Leaves turn color inside out

Change alone unlocks 
The weather inside my heart

Copyright © Kathleen Kroll | Year Posted 2017

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Cyndi Macmillan Date: 5/15/2017 8:53:00 PM I enjoyed the contrast here very much. I once found that I frequently mentioned clocks in my poems. Time nags. So I loved the uncommon word pairing of 'ferocious time.' It really works! Login to Reply Kathleen Kroll Date: 5/16/2017 8:14:00 AM Thanks so much, Cyndi. Your words mean a lot. Thanks for visiting my page. Look forward to reading more of your poetry. Kathy

Chuck Melugin Date: 1/23/2017 2:47:00 AM Dear Kathleen, The weather inside your heart rains pure poetry! 7, My best to you, chuck Login to Reply Kathleen Kroll Date: 2/9/2017 11:01:00 AM Thank you, Chuck. That is such a lovely thing to say. So appreciated. Take care, Kathy

Connie Marcum Wong Date: 1/21/2017 7:00:00 PM Time may be elusive Kathleen but you have managed to capture it wonderfully in this creative poem. Your ending lines left me in awe! 7 ; ) Login to Reply Kathleen Kroll Date: 1/22/2017 11:49:00 AM Thank you so much, Connie! There were many versions before I thought how the weather outside mirrors My moods. We are finally in CA for an extended stay and looking forward to some quiet time in nature. Have a great day!! Hugs

Deborah Burch Date: 1/17/2017 1:48:00 PM Wow!! I'm without words Kat!! You're gifted with the word...you put fineness to blarney and capture the winds of thought...see, you even inspire me;) Press on dear one!! Big Hugggs. Deb Login to Reply Kathleen Kroll Date: 1/17/2017 3:14:00 PM Ohhh, so sweet! I love the phrase winds of thought. It goes with the theme of this poem. Thanks so much for visiting my site. Big hugs back to you! Kathy

John Fleming Date: 1/15/2017 7:29:00 PM Another very good poem! For the life of me...I really cannot understand why it has not yet received a comment? Unfortunately, as a rather good poet, your work is a prime example of a superior writer, who is both creative and appealing, being constantly overlooked in favour of the crass and mundane. Your poems deserve far better, Kathy! I would hope, with time, that eventually, as your poetry gets more exposure, you get the recognition you truly deserve. My very warmest regards, Kathy! :) john Login to Reply Kathleen Kroll Date: 1/16/2017 7:47:00 AM Thanks so much, John, your warm words mean a great deal. Comments from people I respect, such as yourself, motivate me. In truth, I write for myself. It has become addictive. I hope you will continue to visit my page. I have so much to learn. I have a blog as well on gratitude. I'm so grateful for your kind words, John. My very best to you, Kathy