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12 The fourth angel blew his trumpet, and immediately a third of the sun was blighted and darkened, and a third of the moon and the stars so that the daylight was dimmed by a third, and the nighttime darkness deepened. 13 As I watched, I saw a solitary eagle flying through the heavens crying loudly, “Woe, woe, woe to the people of the earth because of the terrible things that will soon happen when the three remaining angels blow their trumpets. Revelations 8: 12-13

Woe Time Is Running Out

The hourglass becomes resplendently empty

As the sand flows through with their kempty

Grains, dry as a corn shuck, flow

Seemingly they know

Time's reduced

Woe!

Earth lost boost

It's feeling the throe

Of miseries which will show

Drawing to close times where there's plenty

The hourglass becomes resplendently empty    

Made up form: Andaree

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Valsa George

January 28, 2023 at 6:11 AM

Time is running out. We never realize it or try to make use of the time remaining ! Great poem of a kind of warning in Andaree form ! Well done Sara !

Sara Kendrick

January 28, 2023 at 7:46 AM

Why, thank you, Valsa. I appreciate the visit. Sara

Bj Legros Kelley

January 25, 2023 at 8:12 PM

Sara, God is using you. We need to be reminded and to pray. <3

Sara Kendrick

January 26, 2023 at 1:31 AM

BJ, Yes, We definitely need to be in a state of prayer each day. Thanks for sharing and for dropping by my page with congratulations. Sara

Anne-Lise Andresen

January 23, 2023 at 2:10 AM

- What a lovely poem, Sara - hugs

Sara Kendrick

January 23, 2023 at 3:02 AM

Thank you, SS. I appreciate the visit. Sara

Stephan McBride

January 22, 2023 at 11:25 AM

Great inspiring poem for one to get to know Christ, as this world is rejecting and turning away from God every moment,

Sara Kendrick

January 22, 2023 at 12:53 PM

Thank you, Stephan. People can't say the word hasn't been available can they? I appreciate the kind and inspiring review. Sara

Andrea Dietrich

January 22, 2023 at 11:16 AM

Sara, this is better and I love the message you wrote on. One last little note to you in soupmail.

Sara Kendrick

January 22, 2023 at 12:39 PM

Andrea, Thanks for the visit. I appreciate all the nice reviews. Sara

Kim Rodrigues

January 22, 2023 at 11:11 AM

Very well done, sweet Sara! I love this!

Sara Kendrick

January 22, 2023 at 12:22 PM

Kim, Thank you for the time spent here commenting on my work. Sara

Sotto Poet

January 22, 2023 at 6:36 AM

Sara, you did a fantastic job. This is such a lovely piece filled with rich sensory pictures.

Sara Kendrick

January 22, 2023 at 7:17 AM

Lasaad, Your visit adds a delightful touch to my page. Thanks. Sara

Vijay Pandit

January 22, 2023 at 5:51 AM

Splendidly done in this new form. Thank you for the note, Sara, it illuminates the essence of your poem --as does this line: The hourglass becomes resplendently empty.

Sara Kendrick

January 22, 2023 at 7:06 AM

Thank you, Vijay. I appreciate you considering my poem so thoughtfully. I am encouraged by your continued support in reading my work. Sara