Best Time Waits For No Man Poems


Sunny Horizons - POTD

POTD 20 Dec 2018

Like sand in an hour glass
Time moves so fast
A precious commodity
Not meant to last

Measured in hours
Minutes unfold
Time waits for no man
So I’ve been told

Facing my demons
 Refusing to stagnate or rust
Releasing my fate to all that I trust
I observe my negativity
turn into dust

Kookaburras laugh and the Magpies flute
along to the strings of an imaginary lute
In wild abandon my Spirit I bare
the untamed wind blows my hair
My bright yellow dress matches the Sun
A New Phase has now begun

Footnote
There is a time for hellos and time for goodbyes and I feel this is my time now to do just that. 

To all my poetic friends who have supported me on my poetic journey, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Keep writing your wonderful words, you have been an inspiration. I have made many good friendships here, ones that I will always value and appreciate.

Let me take this opportunity to wish all my fellow poets on PS 

A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A BRIGHT AND WONDERFUL 2019

POTD 20 Dec 2018

Thank You All and a Very Merry Christmas

Just wanted to say a very big thank you to all you amazing poets who took the time to comment 
on my last post ‘Sunny Horizons’
I would have loved to thank each and every one of you individually, but as I said before –
 ‘Time waits for no Man ‘and has a way of running away from me…literally.

To my constant support from the time I joined and still… Demetrios and Silent One - I have learned so much from you
two amazing poets, spiritually and poetically. Thank you for all the help over my poetic journey.
To my dear friend Victor Buhagiar, keep writing, never ever stop. Who can forget your stories, especially your poems 
with the twist - I adored them.
Paul Callus, you also have helped me so much along the way, especially with your attention to detail and your 
encouragement - thank you my dear friend.
To my Love and Light brother Winged Warrior, you are truly amazing. 
I don’t think anyone can write internal rhyme like you do. Keep spreading your light.
To my amazing poetic sisters Cecilia Crasto, Susan Ashley, Connie Wong, Carole Duet and Besma - You ladies made my 
day with your comments, they are worth framing, believe me.
Robert Linley, Vijay, Tom, Arturo, Faraz, Craig Cornish, and July Morning, Martin Williams and Charlie Messina... 
I will always treasure your comments.
Judy Stickles and Akkina, a big thank you to you two lovely ladies. 
Thanks for being in my life
Sunshine Smile, Darren White, Teppo, Chris Green and Word Hobo, the very first poets who welcomed me 
into the Soup and made me feel so welcome…Thank you.
To Heidi Sands, Brandy, Eve, Sunlite, Warren Doll, John Gondolf, Joseph May, Mike Gentle, Michael Wise, Raw Thinker 
and to the poets who have come and gone and had supported me…
Thank you all too.
You are all truly amazing poets, forever let your golden ink flow.

Lastly let me leave you with these parting words …
Keep your passion for poetry always for as W.H.Auden once said
A poet is, before anything else, a person who is passionately in love with language. ? W.H. Auden

Minute By Minute

Isn’t it strange time waits for no man…
Yet some find ways through Him to help
them take a stand.
Such as even in the busiest part of my day…
He comes to me and tells me the words
to write and gives me a message to relay.
To show that each minute that passes is as 
important as another…
And with this God given time we are to love and care for each other.
That only through Him our time unfor-
tunately comes to an end you see…
His plan is not unimportant or insign-
ificant to you and me.
So, use your time brooding over your                   
past or make amends…
And you may find that time hasn’t done 
away with all your friends.


Seasons

Life is a series of events, changing seasons. I must search, look for the reasons. Worried about triumphs and trophies. Forgetting I'm not measured by victories; But by my growth, how I've evolved. How I survive problems not solved. I'll make mistakes, I'll learn lessons. Experience loss, overcome transgressions. I must remember that old cliche'. No destination, but a journey every day. Good times and hard times, it's all the same. Time waits for no man, no one's to blame. Always remembering, this too shall pass. Be careful while searching for greener grass. Moments are fleeting, right before my eyes; But when I'm struggling the devil lies. Contradiction, I think myself clever. Out with the bad and the good will last forever. With one breath I wish for a feeling to last. With the next, defeated, wishing another to pass
Yes, I admit I've been there. The moral of the story, what I wish to share. Is to bask in the sunlight when it shines. Cherish the warmth, thank the divines. Accept the challenges for what they're worth. A small fraction of my purpose on earth. Flowers will bloom, leaves will fall, and tides will change. People will come, people will go, and lives will rearrange. Hindsight is 20/20, I've had to be shown. What I would have missed had I not grown. If I'd given up, threw in the towel, called it quits. During the times of life that gave nothing but kicks. Looking back, it all becomes crystal clear. Those lessons I learnt; I hold so dear. What a shame it would be, seriously, a tragedy. I could have missed out on a life woven, a tapestry. If I'd not been reminded things only last for a season. If I hadn't searched, looked for the reasons.

12/7/2020
Seasons
Sponser-Edward Ibeh
Advice To The Youth

Premium Member Time Eludes Me

It’s true that time waits for no man,
It certainly manages to elude me ...
 One minute things look way off in the future,
The next they are out of reach in the past,
When you think that it’s passing slowly,
You’ll find, that it’s actually travelling fast.

A Haiku---The Mocking Bird

Wake, slumber no more
Buzz,buzz, buzz!,join in the buzz
Time waits for no man


I'Ll Take the Tall, Dark and Handsome, Oh, I Mean Coffee, To

She looked shyly at him from behind her menu
His eyes were a baby blue that sent chills
Through her whole body; she could melt right here 
And have that waitress he’s talking to mop her up
Typical Barbie doll type with an pretentiously
Effervescent personality that makes you want to 
Roll your eyes and scoff--The environment they 
Were in was a hustle and bustle type of place 
Where time waits for no man...as soon as people
Were done eating, they were cleared out and 
Another party was ushered in

“It is essential to business that you eat,
Order and then leave.” The Barbie Doll waitress’ 
Nasal twang only served as a catalyst for 
Her frustration--She kept peering over her 
Menu at the Adonis that kept her enraptured
“Well Honey, what’s it gonna be?”
Barbie’s voice oozed of impatience
Not taking her eyes off The Gorgeous One,
She replied softly, “I need more time.”
Barbie’s demeanor escalated from 
Impatience to hysterical--“More time! 
Honey, you gotta order, or you gotta go!” 
As the hand went to the waist
And the hip thrusted out.

Now she had enough of this witch and her
Attitude---Why couldn’t she just go somewhere
Nice to eat and be able to enjoy the view?
“No, I don’t gotta go---You do! She exclaimed
As she stood up, knocking her bag to the floor; 
Menu flailing back and forth
You are SO nasty, why would I want to eat
Here? You probably SPIT in the food!”
The waitress stood back, aghast
What evolved next was most of the patrons
Getting up and leaving; unpaid checks and
Half-eaten plates the fallout of this outburst
The owner, who tried to assure people there was
No saliva in the food, bellowed for the waitress
To get into his office while the rest of the staff
Scurried around trying to recover from the 
Losses they incurred

As she took a deep breath, picked up her
Bag and her dignity, The Gorgeous One 
Came from behind, put his arm around her
And smiled
“That was the greatest thing I ever saw,
He said as his eyes shone intensely on her
What’s your number?” And she felt like a
Rocket flying to the Moon
Elation to go.........with a side order of
Breathless

Premium Member The Other Side

The Other Side
Tick Tock, Tick Tock, time rattles, the clock in the clock tower, flows forward!
Tick, tock, tick tock, time waits for no man.
There is a liar and a thief, Just One!!  For all other liars and thieves are his victims,
And he is the author of the illusion of fear, and the suffering that fear begets.
And he is the author of hatred, and the suffering that hatred begets.
And he is the author of death, and the suffering that death begets.
And when the clouds come overhead, and the whirlwind, grasps unsuspecting innocents,
He laughs in his deception, and attempts to convince even the elect, that the sun will
never shine.
But there is a tock, a tick, a time, that waits for no man, not even him.
And time and time again, when we hold on, when we endure, the SON Comes!!
And light reigns anew,
So I tell you, to my students and teachers of a younger generation,
Fear not, for the storm is upon us, and we are a misjudged and misunderstood species,
But in the end, if we look with waiting, for the sun on the other side of the whirlwind,
If we continue to look toward that SON!!
Then we will get to the other side.
Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock, time waits for no man.
And if we endure, then we will outlast the rager!!!

We Found Each Other At the Wrong Time

In this cycle of life
Many will find each other at the wrong time
Often lust rushes but love pushes through!

There is a depth of darkest in loving
The right person at the wrong time
The pain of an incorrect moment is a pathway to understanding
Love is not only found on the plate of certainty
Loving the right person at the wrong time is
A common error in the cycle of life!

Time waits for no man
We must not subdue the moment
Because counter-positional love brings
A new degree of understanding!

Untold fears and dried-up tears
Reveal an avenue of lost words because
The moment of seeing the right person
At the wrong time is a moment of torture
But it is a moment of love!

Hearts may beat, and blood may flow
But love cannot afford to be swayed by
Loving at the wrong time!
Time waits for no man
We must not subdue the moment
Because counter-positional love brings
A new degree of understanding!
Loving the right person at the wrong time is often necessary.

In this cycle of life
Many will find each other at the wrong time
Often lust rushes but love pushes through!

Mark Frank

Copyright 2022
© Mark Frank  Create an image from this poem.

A Haiku Anthology - 4-1-18

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brighter things in life
bioluminescence
woodlands  singing

moonbeams dancing
clouds conducting rhythm
hedgehogs snuffling worms

the early bird sings
seagulls tap  dancing
worms for breakfast

did you see
penguins flying over Wales
April fool

children having fun
hunting Easter eggs... their joy
bunnies job well done

rivers flooding
April showers... no... torrents
summer biding time

winter grey... its spring
fauna... flora.. begging
time waits for no man

moving on...
the North Atlantic
icebergs do

desert penguins
remember this very day
April fool

rapids frothing
dippers diving seeking food
lambs bleat for ewes

crazy moments
mom... mom... there's a ufo
one day of summer

looking
over shoulder
spring... just checking
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Time

Time waits for no man
Good news you're the driver of its van

Time is money
Good news you're the manager in its bank

Time flies
Good news you're the pilot

Time is precious
Good news you own its treasury

Procrastination is the thief of time 
Good news you're an officer of the law

Do not put the watch around your waist
I mean don't waste your time, it's wrong.
Put it around your wrist,
Right where it belongs.
     ...Stranja

Lickety Split

Like Speedy Gonzales
Instead of walking through life.. he is
Causing havoc with his racing around.
Knocking everything to the ground.
Each one of us have done this
Trying to be top of whatever we do
Yet we don’t realise, we are hurting you

Slow down my friends ..love life 
Perceive nature, don’t cause yourself strife
Look at the flowers… the fields the clouds in the sky
Instead of closing your eyes and rushing by
Time waits for no man take pleasure in yours

Acrostic contest Lickety Split… Debbie Guzzi
Penned 6 April 2018

A Call To Arms

*STOP*

Turn off your television set
This is not a test
What have you done up until today to better our existence
What do you have to say
Have you really done your part,  or
have you yet to start
Time waits for no man
It's not to late
I’ve grabbed my pen
What weapon will you choose
PLEASE
Take your shot
Or we all lose

The Principle's of Life

Wake up put your gear on go out in the morning
Have a positive outlook break the habit no yawning
Don't be afraid to ask push yourself stop whining

Time waits for no man when the clock is thicking
Make things easy and say yes i can stop over thinking
Talk to people build a connection enjoy the simple thing

Remain calm don't get excited find a decent job
Come to work  with clean energy don't be a slob
Have fun at work do as your told by manager bob

Eat well to live hit the gym workout plan cardio
Detox your body from poison dance it off rodeo
Inspire lead don't be a one hit wonder like coolio

Invest in your child's future save money
Do the right thing avoid trouble no phoney
In my estate with my wife and daughter never lonely
© Jay Boro  Create an image from this poem.

Time

Time: The span human race surviving the source of living
Without it all is frozen in time. Taken,
The moment of existence has no persistence, in time
But constant in the motion, commotion
Time marches steadily like a buffalo soldier
Always moving in composure, hold up!
Time waits for no man but moves from age to age like a nomad, too bad
Time’s wasting; your life span is fading
Father time is ticking the span of living 
You, waiting for receiving but time is for healing
Time gets threw ages like stages and relate these
As God’s story, now called History; Time trickery, modern hypocrisy 
Tell me we got liberty in poverty stricken captivity
Weigh the reality in time crime is a possibility
Get caught; get thrown into penitentiary
Hope in time you get the punishment that fits the crime
Then there’s the opportunity in rhyme
To learn that what you do in time, in time it’ll done to you
No matter you’re atheists; Christian or Jew
As we teach the few that…

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