Peace
Calming
Slow heartbeat
A nice relief
Quiet area
Pictures inside
Scenes outside
Precious
Time
Heidi Sands
9/10/26
(C)opyright
Do not waste you time
On things that's not important
Time keep on ticking.
That time is precious is a truth but let me sweeten it’s myth
by adding time is made even more precious
by those we choose to spend it with.
Time is very precious gift
Waste it would be a crime
Love is more precious gift
Waste it like wasting time
Exquisitely your poetry was written from within your heart
and as I read I see your smile ~ I feel you here just for a while
Connie your inspirational words always a thrill for me to see
precious time you took to read to comment on poems penned by me
Connie with your one true love I send you both my heartfelt love
Written 6th October 2022 for dear Connie so sadly missed
Contest Name Short Connie Tributes -
Sponsor Andrea Dietrich
Time – I plan you out,
but you go so fast.
You’re going, then gone!
I can’t make you last!
Where do I go wrong?
Perhaps I’m called.
Then things get stalled
or forgotten,
which is rotten!
Precious time -
hang around
just because
I need
you to . . .
PAUSE
Jan. 11, 2021
for Caren Krutsinger's A Diminished Hexaverse Poetry Contest
Oh, if I could only turn back time,
my mom would be living a life sublime;
and not a name engraved in stone,
now, I stand here weeping all alone.
I should be visiting mom at home,
but, by myself on country drives I roam;
I miss those days mom- of adventure,
driving into the unknown to venture.
Oh, mom you are to me precious,
now, time is slipping and I am anxious.
As a child in your bed I would climb,
even when you were sick and I was grown;
as a child my hair you would comb,
now all I have to hold is your picture;
oh, turn back time to days precious.
______________________________________
October 7, 2019
Poetry/Rhyme/Time, Time Precious Time
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1187-003-02
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Rhyme Pattern - aabbccddee abcde
Written for the contest, If Only We Could
Turn Back The Hands Of Time
sponsor, Silent One
Second Place
Time is a treasure ,
Significant and Precious .
Time is flowing sand ,
Something we can't hold in hand .
How precious is time ,
To waste it is a crime .
Time is a powerful tool ,
If you misuse it , you are a fool .
An inch of time , is an inch of gold ,
We are always told .
But once you waste it ,
You'll not be able to freely sit .
Given enough time , we will all turn to dust ,
Cars , trains and ships will all rust .
To return to the earth from where they all came ,
With passage of time , nothing remains quite same .
Catch the silence, no interruption
Feel the stillness, serene and unshaken
No sounds are heard, all is tranquil
Pardon me thou, I am taken
Watch the stars, clearest of all
Find the brightest, it will rule
cherished moments in time
Silence and solitude, one or dual?
J-ust think of the moment,
E-very second is memorable;
N-ice things that happen
E-rase the pain and trouble.
S-pent sublime minutes make one want for more;
A-t dawn the morning glory gives strength to the birds that soar.
R-emember that early hour,
O-ctober seventeenth Tuesday;
S-weet sunrise in the sky
E-liminates the blue and grey.
S-ubtle sense and meditation
U-se the rhythm and rhyme;
H-ave to savor the serenity,
O-nce upon a precious
T-ime.
Brexit Sonnet No.2
‘Precious Time’
One Billion earned takes patience, faith and years.
To calculate it out on goodly pay,
It’s twenty thousand years of sweat and tears,
Twenty thousand years with little say.
Yet glibly do we quote this awesome sum;
To use an average wage it’s even more.
Thirty seven thousand years ‘till done.
Beware this sum; it’s more for rich than poor.
One hundred millennia for Brexit’s wayward turn;
So grab that trunk, shake that moneyed tree,
To gullibly pay again for what we burn.
So please don’t spend or trade this time for me.
Disgorge your Pounds and Euros by all means,
But waste not my precious time on useless dreams.
©Keith Murphy
When you find yourself going upstream
Life may feel heavy as it seems
Take a breath for just a moment
Capture the precious time well spent
Move with ease like a butterfly
Treat yourself well, reach for the sky
Answers don’t always come fast
Let yourself be free at last
The birds are singing to you
The sun is shining straight through
With warmth into your soul inside
Where you will reach places to confide
Heidi Sands
1/15/18
M-ost precious time takes
Y-our soul to a peaceful moment;
R-emembering the Lord
A-s you pray with sacred intent.
E-arly morn July seventh,
C-herish the worship service;
H-ouse of God's glory
A-ims to give grace and bliss.
G-o spend an hour or two,
U-sing the praise sublime;
E-xert your effort to glorify, expend the most precious time.
The sun is shining on us only if you want the light
To touch you in the darkest days.
Please follow me to your precious time
Of days that flow into the clock where the hands
Branch out like the waves of the sea, and the season
Overshadowed with this sudden change of weather.
How do we get to know our precious time for telling
Us and warning our time flying by to see how we can
Have a second chance that is a blessing in disguise.
I'm hopeful for the next day after day until time runs
Out of fear and forgiveness, life is given to us as a gift to the heart
Not a waste of numbers on the calendar for me to count.
Speak your mind and discipline your fingers to write down
The words as a gift to the heart so our precious time
Is the evidence that bears our soul.
Just when you think you can’t go on much longer
With a whirlwind of issues plaguing your mind,
Take a step, just a step with all you have left.
Knowing, only a step is moving you forward.
The sights wait for you to look and see.
The fresh air waits for you to breathe.
You may think it isn’t enough with how you feel.
But a step is a step and a sight is a sight.
With each and every piece of beauty captured,
You will create your own scenery in your mind
To surround you with all that you have to endure.
One day your life will reflect all of the beauty.
One day, it will not be as it is right now because
You let yourself move forward in precious time.
Heidi Sands
3/5/17
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