L Milton Hankins Poet Free verse

Fleeting Moments

I write of those fleeting moments, 
          unmindfully lived 
Gone before I was even aware of their passing; 
Knowing they were a mere uneventful glance, 
          a slice of my life 
          disappeared 
          vanished 
          gone-- 
Gone forever into that vacuous biotic 
          known as my life, 
          as it were, and  
Realizing so are the passages of every life. 

The whole is but gathered vaporous bits 
	of mostly irrecoverables 
Still, I gather those glances into malleable clumps 
[I am thankful they were mine to live 
	small pieces of me 
	memorable 
	joyful 
	sad--] 
Of clay and mold them into one recognizable piece 
	known as my life, 
	as it were, and 
Realizing so are the passages of every life. 

 
March 5, 2021

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Caren Krutsinger March 11, 2021 at 11:17 PM I never realized how fast life can change until the "pandemic" hit last year. " a slice of my life disappeared vanished gone-- " We had better grab these fleeting wonderful moments and start appreciating them! L Milton Hankins March 12, 2021 at 10:09 AM So true! This past year seems like a total loss. I want to take a long trip so badly I can taste it.

Gershon Wolf March 5, 2021 at 1:39 PM Fascinating, Milt. Never thought of the 'story of my life' as a 'malleable clump' before. But it is, I guess. Kind of like an expert working with clay. It can be moulded to fit whatever shape... Nicely crafted! :) gw L Milton Hankins March 5, 2021 at 2:09 PM Thanks, Gershon. My problem is that I could never really figure out who the potter is. I'm still working on that! Well, I'm just glad my poem will give readers something to ponder.