Andrea Dietrich Poet Diminished Hexaverse

Precious Time

Time – I plan you out,
but you go so fast.
You’re going, then gone!
I can’t make you last!
Where do I go wrong?

Perhaps I’m called.
Then things get stalled
or forgotten,
which is rotten!

Precious time -
hang around
just because

I need
you   to . . .

PAUSE

Jan. 11, 2021
for Caren Krutsinger's A Diminished Hexaverse Poetry Contest

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Elaine George January 15, 2021 at 3:08 AM Yes! Time is a thief that has never been caught. lol! Sure to top the winner's list. ~ Elaine

Connie Marcum Wong January 13, 2021 at 1:58 PM That happens to me all the time. Someone will call and everything gets set aside and often forgotten. Great job for the contest Andrea. You are so wonderful at these difficult forms. Blessings xxoo

Geoffrey Brewer January 13, 2021 at 5:43 AM Andrea, you packed a lot into time spent on these neat little verses. Time not wasted.

Judy Ball January 13, 2021 at 1:41 AM Ah when we got time we got no money and when we got money we got no time. (sigh) Great write. God Bless, JB

Quoth Theraven January 12, 2021 at 7:05 PM Andrea, “Time you enjoy wasting, was not wasted.” – John Lennon

Richard Lamoureux January 12, 2021 at 3:30 PM Yep time is indeed elusive. Good luck on the contest Andrea. Hugs Rick.

Abdullah Alhemaidy January 12, 2021 at 12:39 PM Time marches! Very nice read.

John Watt January 12, 2021 at 9:44 AM "Where did the time go?" is said by me so often it should probably be written on my headstone some day, haha! Another great write, but this one especially resonates with me and the elusive nature of time. "Pause" is a great word to end this on!

Anitha Jayasankar January 12, 2021 at 2:10 AM I can very well relate to this. 'You're going, then gone'... so true.. This is a lovely form... I wish to write in this Dimished Hexaverse form soon. This form has its own beauty as the syllables descend in tune to order of stanzas from top to bottom. GREAT work Andrea. Hugs ~ Ani

Victor Buhagiar January 11, 2021 at 10:32 PM I also cannot manage all my chores and now when I go to some supermarket I need to draw up a list. If not, bet on it I'll leave something out. ~~

Harry Horsman January 11, 2021 at 10:15 PM Yes as we age, time does seem to fly, love how you have wrapped your words around Time.

Akkina Downing January 11, 2021 at 9:59 PM In the blink of an eye, and boom it's gone! Great poem, Drea..

David Mohn January 11, 2021 at 8:23 PM I like your "slowing" effect towards the end...nicely written Andrea

Kim Rodrigues January 11, 2021 at 5:33 PM Time indeed goes fast! Your angst and longing felt.