Best Hourglass Poems
In shadow 'neath the shining of a soul
a heart trembles
for her lost
control.
Hope
lives
in Him
who forgives
trespass and sin
as flight with Mercy’s angel does begin.
Susan Ashley
October 7, 2020
~ First Place ~
Contest: Double Tetractys 4
Sponsor: Eve Roper
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10, 4, 3, 2, 1, 1, 2, 3, 4, 10
Poet’s note: The hourglass, sometimes with the addition of metaphorical wings, is often depicted as a symbol that human existence is fleeting
April's come and gone. Now May is here; the grains in the hourglass
have already started sifting down. Dew is on the roses.
Days of linking daisies will soon begin.
Transparent skies of night will show
constellations when the
fire-breathing dragon
comes to freckle
school-sprung
children, who
baring skin,
will run
with
glee
through
sprinklers.
Soon enough
the kids will be
tumbling in leaves
fallen from the trees of
their back yards, and then
following bright autumn's demise,
the filtering of seasons' sand quickens till
every grain has drifted like snow, burying another year.
May is on her way; again the hourglass, like magic, is turned over.
At the appointed time (you know not when)
your spirit will kiss this world goodbye.
Sands of your earthly time will then
have run their course. Folks will cry.
Your progeny will be
left behind, and words
hopefully kind
about you
will be
said.
The
hourglass
at this time
for you alone
will have flipped. Dear ones
will keep on their own path.
With spirit eyes, you’ll view them
from behind the veil where you will
slip, knowing that the hourglass of those
whom you so love will also soon be flipped.
Feb. 6, 2022
For Edward Ibeh's Pick-A-Title, Vol 28 Poetry Contest
Title 4: Flipped Hourglass in double etheree poetry form
ALL the flipping,
tossing and turning,
sand turning black
then red at dawn;
still yawning.
The cock crowing;
sun and moon avoid
my half-open trance.
My crescents ache
from the webbed glass
in the lacrimal corners.
Shadows creep,
reflections of my BOO.
I try to force
my opponent
feet over head,
so I can go back to bed.
Goblin of a sandman
is giggling,
crooning creepy songs.
Dusk breaks and I
hit the Boogieman
full force with his own
container of grit;
I pass out.
As I awaken,
with a blazing grin,
I shine the hourglass,
so peacefully at rest.
In my vantage-point the vast oceans are warming,
The sea levels are rising, while today is melting,
Cracking thick ice-shields crowning Artic, Antarctic
And ferocious intensity is churning Atlantic, Pacific,
As yesteryear in rear view flashes blunt warnings,
And future is admonishing~ morrow is drowning.
Snow-white Alps, soon forgotten dreams of past,
Rockies, Himalayas, barren as dethroned crowns,
Productive farming lands, infertile lacking rainfall,
Breeze of winsome winds, belching carbon dioxide,
Elixir of life poisoned by chemicals in water supply,
Paradise on earth soiled by callous human assault.
Proponents believe it’s true, deniers claim it’s false,
It’s an inexplicable dialogue of a human paradox,
Some assert it’s here now, others are nonchalant;
Tomorrow is troubled~ warns the flipped hourglass.
God! here comes the flood, here comes the storm,
Here come the disasters, hurricanes and cyclones,
Here comes the famine, here comes the drought,
Here on our display~ are shortcomings and faults.
Raise your voice, shout aloud~ dares anxious heart,
Apocalypse now! clamors an ubiquitous time clock,
Time to act is now, commands a flipped hourglass,
Before shore-lands vanish and coastal towns drown,
Before the earth’s scorched, before life is parched;
Before the game’s over, before checkmate is called.
February 8, 2022
Placed 1st: Pick-A-Title, Vol 28 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
Title chosen: Flipped Hourglass
The hourglass sat on the mantelpiece,
Over a dead fireplace.
Its sand had long settled
In the lower globe of the glass.
The miser and the fire were both dead,
The wake followed suit.
No one was invited, no eatables or drinks.
A dreary affair.
Yet so final,
Like the hourglass.
It's inertia spelled his death.
The unpaid solicitor finished his stock taking
But kept the hourglass for himself.
~Love And Peace~
(Mirrored Hourglass)
Pray God for love, peace today
Love comes from the Lord
He sets us all free
Changes all hearts
Makes us strong
His love
His love
Makes us strong
Changes all hearts
He sets us all free
Love comes from the Lord
Pray God for love, peace today
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2014
June.29.2016
~Author's Notes:
The "Mirrored Hourglass" is a poetry style created by
George L. Ellison.
Death has come this year; still it comes, ever creeping.
It comes for others in my life and in my family.
To one who wielded great control, it came as she lay sleeping.
All power gone, she did succumb to that grim reaper’s call.
It comes for others now. I know with certainty
because more often now I see its shadow on the wall.
As we grow old, death’s not a storm, leaving us in tatters.
I HEAR it as a hauntingly sad foreboding melody.
Played out, it leaves the loved ones empty as the hourglass shatters.
We go on. I go on - knowing soon enough it comes for me.
June 26, 2018 for Laura Loo's 'Rhyme Time 4- 10 Lines' Poetry Contest
Now used for 'Favorite Poem Written In June 2018' Contest
of Dear Heart a.k.a. Broken Wings
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God has allowed me six hundred and
Eighty-three thousand, two-hundred
Eighty hours to live so far
What have I done with my
Time on this planet
God said produce
And I did
Obey
Him
But
Did I
Do my best
Could I have done
More for my Savior
I can not calculate
My time left here upon earth
I can no longer do very
Much, has all my sand run down and out
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As I contemplate life
Through thick lenses glasses of the whiskey bottle
Is there life?
What is life, what is the lie, or even the truth?
Or is there only the journey to darkness
If so, why not buy a first class ticket
To the black hole of the universe
There in death, I can sit
In peace
Dreaming of the rebirth of atoms and molecules
Then, I ponder some more
I remember years ago
Holding a soda pop bottle
I just couldn’t discard
Somehow I was happy
He was my invisible friend
We sure had adventures
Nighttime I was safe
He would guard the window
Be would both gaze at the stars
I would talk and he sure knew how to listen
These memories bring me smiles even now
Is the universe that strange?
Are we all related so, objects, minds and souls?
All I know, is maybe I better stick around
Have a soda
Savoring my youthful days
When all my friends came around to play
Yelling Ricky, come on out, it’s a beautiful day!
Baseball was always fun back then
I always had my soda pop bottle in my bag
Surrounded by friends and so so content
As I contemplate life
I am somewhat amazed
That the ghost from the Christmas past
Is no illusions after all
Chains be dammed, I am set free
I awake with a new vigor
To a new year
Notes: First I recommend to read Orange Crush The adventures of Soda Pop by Richard Lamoureux, all of them are a series. So, I added my dark side, and a wee bit of Charles Dickens at the end, as he like Richard used to write stores in series like this. I thought it unique to combine these 3 ideas in one!
I took the character of Ricky, aged him, and had him look back in time!
~Love And Peace~
(Mirrored Hourglass)
Pray God for love peace today
Love comes from the Lord
He sets us all free
Changes all hearts
Makes us strong
His love
His love
Makes us strong
Changes all hearts
He sets us all free
Love comes from the Lord
Pray God for love peace today
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2014
July.21.2017
So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
1 Corinthians 13:13 (NIV)
-“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.
John 3:16 (NIV)
- Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer
Romans 12: 12 ( NIV )
-The Lord will fight for you, and you have only to be silent.”
Exodus 14: 13 ( NIV )
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain
~Author's Notes:
The "Mirrored Hourglass" is a poetry style created by
George L. Ellison.
~ In His Light~
( Mirrored Hourglass )
Love trust Lord and test His way
Lord won't leave you alone
His mercy will show
When with Lord stay
In His Light
You'll walk
You'll walk
In His Light
When with Lord stay
His mercy will show
Lord won't leave you alone
Love trust Lord and test His way.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2017
August.22.2017
So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
1 Corinthians 13:13 (NIV)
-“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.
John 3:16 (NIV)
- Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer
Romans 12: 12 ( NIV )
-The Lord will fight for you, and you have only to be silent.”
Exodus 14: 13 ( NIV )
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain-
~Author's Notes:
The "Mirrored Hourglass" is a poetry form or style created by George L. Ellison
Books, the paths to worlds that lie beyond our reach,
Great, important lessons they do teach -
Oh, to sit and read in nooks
On witches and crooks!
Man’s best friends -
Books
Style depends
As can be said by mooks -
"They are gold compared to looks"
Deep wonders will be unearthed in each!
Books, the paths to worlds that lie beyond our reach.
Andaree
~Trust~
(George's Mirrored Hourglass)
In God I can always trust
With Him my heart just glows
When storms comes He's there
Rests in His love
Loves me well
I know
I know
Loves me well
Rest in His love
When storms comes He's there
With Him my heart just glows
In God I can always trust.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2013
December.21.2015
~Author's Notes:
"George's Mirrored Hourglass" is a poetry style created
by George L. Ellison.
~Love And Peace~
(Mirrored Hourglass)
Pray God for love, peace today
Love comes from the Lord
He sets us all free
Changes all hearts
Makes us strong
In Him
In Him
Makes us strong
Changes all hearts
He sets us all free
Love comes from the Lord
Pray God for love, peace today
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2013
June.30.2015
The "Mirrored Refrain" is a poetry style created by poet
George L. Ellison.