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Life's Final Retreat

Cast to the side sitting out this ride the clocks move forward with speed but I'm left to need to breathe Iced down bubbled up feelings enraged stolen moments caught lives rearranged things never to remain the same Living on a borrowed dime rolling dice coming up snake eyes against father time letting the bills fall behind A fine line to hang out for all to see hidden secrets too heavy to hold telling stories getting old Spark embers higher and higher desire leaks from a fractured soul in the distance the bell tolls Let go delusions afloat in whispered dreams mixed thoughts both sour and sweet upon life's final retreat

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Maurice Yvonne

Date: 3/3/2017 5:03:00 PM

A fav for sure. Just found out about your surgery. I'm sorry Tim, I wished I had been around to comment earlier. "A fine line to hang out for all to see hidden secrets too heavy to hold telling stories getting old"! This verse alone is a knockout and the whole poem even better.

Jean Murray

Date: 3/3/2017 4:19:00 PM

One to read over and over, there is so much in here Tim. Wishing you thoughts that are more sweet than sour.

Lisa Ricci

Date: 3/3/2017 4:07:00 AM

Tim allow me to say this is an entry to be read out loud with emphasis. This entry is poetry and poetic in every way in my eyes. Your first stanza truly sets the tone. It was a nice poetic touch to end your entry with its title. Well done

Tim Smith
Date: 3/3/2017 1:46:00 PM

Thank you Lisa

Sara Ella

Date: 3/2/2017 7:39:00 PM

Wow! Tim, each line leads to so many thoughts! It seems that we are all on this one-way trip. I hope that however long, there are bright highlights for you, my friend, all along the way.

Tim Smith
Date: 3/2/2017 7:47:00 PM

Thanks so much Sara...I hope the journey is long and healthy

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 3/2/2017 7:11:00 PM

wow, your poetry will get more and more THIS way once you are at MY age, Tim. It's all downhill after 55. haha. (at least for me, that was the fatal age). I really like this one. SEVEN

Tim Smith
Date: 3/2/2017 7:24:00 PM

Haha....I'm not far behind you...I heard 55 is the new 33 : )

Jan Allison

Date: 3/2/2017 2:52:00 PM

there are two things we have no control over our birth and death - its what we do when we are here that counts and agree we are indeed living on borrowed time:-( hugs Jan xx

Tim Smith
Date: 3/2/2017 4:16:00 PM

You are right...thanks Jan

Darren White

Date: 3/2/2017 1:52:00 PM

One ride downtown... So much to think about.... But it's alwats good to tell those stories, always. And I hope thet the dreams that whisper to you will be good dreams my friend.

Tim Smith
Date: 3/2/2017 4:14:00 PM

I do as well...thank you

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 3/2/2017 1:41:00 PM

- The medal of life has always two sides, Tim - Great written with emotions - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Tim Smith
Date: 3/2/2017 4:13:00 PM

Thank you A-L

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 3/2/2017 1:14:00 PM

So much in each line..Reality hits deep here Tim..As such is life..A one roller-coster ride..At times turning in the wheel ..other times watching from the outside.Secrets too heavy..Oh indeed a burden to carry...Living on a borrowed dime-Indeed the days are borrowed..We are only on a short journey here to our real world that follows... Delusions and dreams..those are part of the package too..and makes life sweet and sour indeed..So much thought here.Awesome.

Tim Smith
Date: 3/2/2017 4:13:00 PM

Thank you so much my dear friend

Charlie Smith

Date: 3/2/2017 12:50:00 PM

This reminds me too much of what I don't want to think about, but a swell write just the same Tim...

Tim Smith
Date: 3/2/2017 4:11:00 PM

Nobody cares to think of it

Chris Green

Date: 3/2/2017 12:38:00 PM

It comes and we must accept it somehow. Nicely expressed Tim.

Tim Smith
Date: 3/2/2017 4:11:00 PM

Thank you Chris