Best Time Will Tell Poems
I only tell of sunny hours...
We are not so different
you and I,
though your stone face
can never last.
In time
how much more telling,
are the shadows
that we cast.
02/02/19
For Sundial Wisdom Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Julia Ward
Thinking back, so long ago
Remembering things, I've done
Always had a place to go
I would walk a country mile
When I was young, it was fun
Now, it would take me awhile
These old legs can't walk no more
I used to walk with my son
In the park or to the store
That was when he lived with me
He moved- that son-of-a-gun
Alone, I feel so lonely
Yet, I'm old, and still alive
I made it to ninety-one
Hmm... how long will I survive
Will I live another day?
No regrets the life I've spun
Only time will tell, they say
Must I uphold my Prime Directive,
Conjecture of pressure-
The correct Direction?
And would my Mind pass inspection;
Is my Fate my own Objective?
Catharsis of Change is introspective-
Highly reflective- a brain detective!
For Change I must as Darwin said-
Do what's Right, not Wrong instead.
But I am a leopard and social Leper;
Lazy sloth and sullen Schlepper.
Pariah inspired branding of "LIAR!"-
A broken, bawling Beggar...
*Salutations, friends! I've missed you all :)
~Chan
Only Time Will Tell
by M. Griswold
05122020
Only time will tell if we're meant for each other.
Or if this love we feel belongs to yet another.
We must take it slow and easy not to upset
this time table of love with no ill regrets.
Our hopes and dreams we've made in great haste.
With passions we bond them in a lover's rich paste.
Our excitement exceeds our wildest hopes and desires.
Only time will tell if these are truly love's moist fires.
Many changes we make to happily accommodate.
Some are more difficult and some are to great.
Challenges we face with love's blind courage swelling.
Only time will tell of where this battles fate lay dwelling.
So grand are the moments we have forced into it all.
Answering loudly to our heart's throbbing call.
Soulmates it seems we were from the beginning.
Only time will tell with this web feelings spinning.
For in the end when all is finished and played out.
Who will be left loving or rather to scream and shout?
Will it be us or someone else by love's wishing well?
Who really knows and only time will tell.
For in the end when all is finished and played out.
Who will be left loving or rather to scream and shout?
Will it be us or someone else by love's wishing well?
Who really knows and only time will tell.
Are you one who has danced with the Devil by chance or by choice
Are you quick to obey all the orders of each masters voice
Repeating the lives of our fathers while blinded by faith
Expectant of love and forgiveness forlLifes mistakes we make
We live in a time where the blind are still leading the strong
Are the righteous, self righteous enough to be righteously wrong
Excuse is the “crutch” that we’re human exempt from perfection
Will that be the cross that we bare when we’re faced with rejection
Are those passing before us the wiser for passing at all
Are the heights that we reach for in life our reasons to fall
Is there peace of the mind or the spirit in Heaven or Hell
Does sin linger, eternally damning...a putrescent smell
Does the human within us insist that we make lifes mistakes
As we wrestle our conscience the innocent lie in our wake
Should we wish for forgiveness or wallow...only time will tell
When it’s too late for unanswered questions... will the mocking bird yell
What is left as humanity waits on the last curtain call
Shall we rise to the heavens above as the last angels fall
Will our wonder be wonder alone that the heavens replace
Shall we plunge to the depths of despair, even further from grace
Does time fly on wings that will heal the broken and damned
Will faith be the cure for the festering wounds in his hands
No redemption for those admitting we’re wrong and afraid
Destroying the beauty around us in the nightmares we’ve made
Lord help us repent now we’re dreadfully lost and alone
No chance for to change does our future lie written in stone
Can we change who we are can we change that which tears us apart
Are we wasting our time are the children alone pure of heart
Was Jesus shown human while losing His temper... seems odd
Is it sinful to think that we’re made in the likeness of God
Is each personal quest less important less noble to call
Than those that lie prone at the foot of the Wailing Wall
You decide for yourselves ...but for me
I Don't Think So At All
When it boils down to the truth taking a platform
the words Jesus speaks deeply to me
Most assuredly I say to you before Abrabham was I am
there is no one before Him or after Him
In my books He is Alpha and Omega
clearly from this statement our Lord says
I am the first and I am the last
besides Me there is no God
Picking up the stones under blasphemy laws
being a man trying to make yourself a god low key
speaks for itself the worth you attach to life
For what works do you label someone
is it for the value or beliefs held inside
for every attack is on Love by hate
and our King holds the keys of Hades and of Death
Endings become outcome in uncomplete stories with making a point
Cliche used: Only time will tell
For Monoku 5: Cliche Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Silent One
January 5, 2018
Since I met you I have not been myself,
Hoping to get to know you in myriad times,
Going through clouds and ocean,
Waves and landscapes;
Wanting to see you,
But time will tell,
All I have been through,
Have been washed away by your presence,
If ever I see again,
I will not let go, Time will tell,
I never believe in love at first sight,
You have made me sure ,
Bringing together with countless smiles,
Hope I meet you again,
Time will tell
Every night in my dreams I see you ,
Hoping to get up with you in my arms,
But time will.
Glowing
That’s what everyone tells me I am doing
I am simply glowing
A reason?
Yes
That would be you
I am simply floating on air
My feet no longer touch this mundane earth
I am so light hearted
I have fallen for you
And you have caught me
Lifting me so high
Giving me hope
And joy
All this from you
A man I never suspected
Stood here all this time
And now its as if my eyes
Can finally see
Right here what’s before me
They say love is blind
Maybe they are right
Only time will tell
Everything that needs to be know
Why did our fathers’ fence fell
And the fortunes of our motherland thrown into the well?
-Like a veteran midwife with the history of abortions
We have failed to hatch the golden eggs of our pride and passions.
Why did our laws turn flaws
And charlatans made our charters grow claws?
-Like the bright beam of utopia before reality
Light have failed to go beyond the dark cobweb of our fantasy
Why did our lands turn islands
And the gloomy cloud shielded the truth of reality from our minds?
-Like a plagiarized poem before a forensic expert
Our political spies cannot fathom the faulty tone in our country’s concert.
Why did our sages’ pages fade?
And our green garden grows too thick for the saintly spade?
-Like the termite that is sentenced to die in sawmill
Corruption has glued itself to our land and blown up our bill.
Time! I say time will tell,
One day the snail will not be shielded by its shell
-Like the shadow behind the man that leaves his shelter ,
The belittled bush meat will hunt and catch the hunter.
I AWOKE TO A NEW DAY,
AND NOW I SEE THINGS MORE CLEARLY.
WHAT ELSE CAN I SAY,
FOR IF YOU COULD LISTEN TO MY HEART YOU COULD HEAR ME!
IF MY HEARTS SONG WOULD SING TO YOU,
IT WOULD SERENADE YOUR EMOTIONAL DESIRE.
FORGIVE ME FOR THE THINGS IVE PUT YOU THROUGH,
MY INSECURITIES HAD ME WRAPPED IN BARBED WIRE!
I ASKED GOD FOR FORGIVENESS,
FOR THE THINGS IVE SAID AND DONE.
YOU WERE MY ANGELIC PRINCESS,
AND I WAS SELFISH TO PUSH YOU AWAY AND RUN!
THEY SAY WHEN YOU LOVE SOMETHING SET IT FREE.
BUT IF YOU GIVE UP SO EASILY-THEN IT WAS NOT MEANT TO BE!
TIME WILL TELL ALL THINGS,
AND I CAN ONLY PRAY YOUR FEELINGS ARE STRONG ENOUGH.
LET ME PLAY A MELODY ON YOUR HEARTSTRINGS,
AND BEFORE GOD IT WILL BE A SONG OF ETERNAL LOVE!!!!!
"Time is the thief you cannot banish."
Phyllis McGinley, Writer, 1905 - 1978
it steals the seconds from the day
and turns months into years
even centuries it will slay
and leave behind our yesterdays
time churns eons into eternity
as it basks in the glow of the present
it rules the kingdom of the past
its future kingdom is just as vast
it plays the role of both enemy and friend
and it will take us to the end
history carves out events in time
with perspectives to lend
on borrowed time we live this life
knowing we will pay the loan in full
but the months and years will not vanish
"Time is the thief you cannot banish"
11-12-2020
Writing Challenge Quote Inspired Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
7/28/17
My soul I will never sell
Even if I got to go through hell
Time will tell
If I'll excel
And propel
Doing poorly or swell
Wherever I dwell
Crooked or parallel from any citadel
And hotel
Are you the lion, cheetah or gazelle?
Can't afford to lack
Got to stay on track
At the drop of a hat
In the daylight or pitch black
Anywhere on the map
They can yap
And talk crap
But we'll see who has the last laugh
Onward and upward
Got to cut the mustard
Without being stubborn
No matter if I get a sunburn
With or without parachute cord
And a sword
Back to the drawing board
Still out to explore for even more
Moving toward
A place far away from the swarm
As well as any horde
Regardless of if it still gets cold and warm
Losing interest or rather adamant and passionate
Occasionally may be the devil's advocate
Among objects in motion or inanimate
Trying my best to stay afloat in ways that are adequate
On purpose this is no accident
~Time Will Tell~
Time passes us by today
Life is short and yet we pray
For much more time
No time left no time to play
No time - not even to pray
Theft is a crime
The thief of time who can slay?
He steals our lives we are prey
Not much more time…
Hopes not fulfilled from our prime
Dreams not come true, the bells chime
Counting the hours.
It’s up hill the path to climb
Life is hard, there is no mime
Smell the flowers.
The hours drip out like a rhyme
Drip drip, drip, there is no time…
Who has power?
From the edge of a tower
Look over and the skyline scour
Beauty surrounds
Breathe in life, you have the power
Find time to smell the flower
Life is around…
Look take stock now is the hour
Grasp time back take the power
Hold- life abounds…
© ~GG~
Entry for D William Virelai Contest
Spring has been trying to appear this whole winter with warm days interspersed with freezing cold..Spring plants started to bloom in December with blossoms freezing and turning brown..In this spot on a hillside next to a swift running creek, frost appears with the slightest drop in temperature turning those lovely buds and blossoms brown..The beauty that is spring's finest hour has been tempered to a few spraggly blossoms on this hillside..The spring green of the trees has come alive in the last few days adorning my weary eyes with beauty..That wonderful green interspersed with white of a few blossoms..
willow's spring green leaves
swayed by the cold north west breeze..
bird pecks frozen bath
Spring has sprung but winter still trys to linger chilling and killing the pear crop and the blueberries that have formed..Will it just be a slight thinning or will it totally wipe out this fall's fruits?...Only time will tell...