In Time Poems - Poems about In Time

If I could rewind I’d join the little kind And be a youngling again Playing in the rain With laughter larger than cares With superstitions and fears I’d do stuff that makes no sense Like finally kicking the ball over the fence And I’d be free of all responsibilities As I chase after nonsensities Because, for that fleeting window I wouldn’t have to be a widow...

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In Time Where do we stand when you live so far away? When I think of you, you are the sun by the bay. A beautiful sunset will be in many colors. Maybe one day at the crossroads, there will be another. I just wanted to reach out and say hi, Time between us, there...

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If you could go back, even just once Would you fall for a face or feel for a heart? Would you still ignore that quiet voice inside Or would you trust it this time & let it guide? Would you laugh a little more, cry a little less Take the messy road, stop the guess? Would you stop chasing perfect, slow...

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Moments come and moments go as time keeps marching on; hold me now and kiss me slow ‘fore sunlight breaks with morning dawn, and wills this precious moment gone. May 5, 2025...

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Life is but a stamp in time Daily progressing but holding back its rhyme We travel lightly never looking inward Until the day the past is splintered With thoughts and regrets of time wasted Living life to the fullest thinking it was well crafted But time marches on relentless and sure Leaving your footprints on the path obscured Trudging ahead but...

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day begins with snow fall and winds blowing spinning and swirling I turn on the fireplace and make a cup of coffee and settle in with my blanket as I snuggle in kitty comes too on a table is my cell and laptop but first I the watch television news I sit quietly sipping coffee now I am informed turn it off my kitty cat wants some...

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past never returns cruel present does not pass future never comes ...

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A parent is shunned by a child That is a loss to put it mild For the parent the suffering remains Like water down drains Living with pain For the parent the pain will remain The parents have done nothing wrong The child feels very strong Decades of giving and loving To the child this means nothing All the parents ask for is love that has...

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As the mind sets sail in a vast sea of imagination we forge our creativity as we become lost in an urging need to fill a crying need As we sit upon a sunlit hill transforming a moment into a neverending memory We pen a word We fetch a muse We paint a picture of spiritual truth We etch...

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They think they’re Keats and Frost of time, Some pen-pushers are frost in time. All they pen, not but passing rhyme, Is set sail, a big boast in time, Which, all of self-promoted stuff Gathers black and white dust in time. Let some prayers be said for them: Their footprints last on coast in time. Heart wishes well, head less than least, I...

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Gazing up at the stars at night; Nature's beauty tends to awe you. You see ebony pierced by light; devoid of all traces of blue. And you feel small; amidst it all. Watching a shooting star take flight, you enjoy a breathtaking view. And savor a cosmic delight; that takes but a second or two. A pause in time; that feels sublime....

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The hardest stones may crumble in time. The surest feet may stagger and stumble in time. But hearts will melt, tears will dry Children grow and learn to fly in time. The tallest towers may tumble in time. The greatest speakers stutter and mumble in time. But pain will dim, sadness pale And in the dawn darkness will fail in time. ...

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When I saw the snowdrops green lips Breathless kiss nodding on a cool spring breeze Watching the petals closing slowly as twilight begins setting scenes for darkness only captures space inside a misty mountain's temple Venus your starlight brightly shines over crossing silver as you enter the oceans of a soul Bewitched by a flower dancing...

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I hold three magic rocks, in my hand rolling them over and over and over leaving this reality behind, far behind... Oh, magic rocks, please sweep me back in time- back then, some fifty-four years in the past, when she was young and meant to stay with me and tell me things she wanted me to know. Yes, Mother dear, I miss...

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As the music played, eyes strayed, She moved; she grooved...On fire! Her hands explored, own flesh adored, She read then fed my desire. Together we danced, eyes romanced, Lust slipped its script to her. My body baked, hunger ached, Lips brushed, blood rushed, a blur. We left the hub, the seething club, Outside my stride was strong. Her pad was near, intentions clear, Clothes...

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