If it's not too late
and you can relate
I'll state my position
as my fate I await
destiny or volition
as it is writ
in the fullness of time
the fan it will hit
meanwhile I'll
follow my dream
go against the flow
and swim upstream
Whispers within the digital
The journey
The experience
Footsteps left behind
The walk through
Breaking barriers
Mind preparation
Dreams to master
Time after Time
Courage in confident
Assured on all bounds
Maneuvering through one’s own hour glass
Test of time
Quick and precise
Connection full of advice
Sometimes disturbing, but had to listen and carry on
The embracing sand of time
Footsteps left behind like blueprints
Accomplishment that followed
Sands upon sands of everlasting
Head up and walkout in confidence
IN THE SEA OF LIFE AND THE SANDS OF TIME
As the sun continues to rise,
As the moon continues to wane and wax,
Here I am, continuing to wave on
The wrinkling sea of life, streaming to its shores,
To froth and seep deep into the waiting sands of time;
Here to canvas clanging conch-like echoing footprints:-
As the sun continues to set and rise
And as the waters of the sea of life continue
To evaporate to freshly, freely rise again,
I likewise, continue to fall asleep and rise again
In the circadian rhythms of time’s clocking
Of the ebb and flow of my mission-purpose: poetic
Cistern-sharing of divine wisdom, guidance, and love:-
Once experienced deserts of oasis have had their day,
And are now overcome valleys of the shadows of death;
I now know that where love is there’s peace and no fear of fear:-
And though I’ve had storms in life’s sea, I’ve sailed them, Paul-like
And I’m now on the shores of time, breathing God’s breath of wisdom:-
As the sun continues to rise and set, and the moon likewise wane and wax,
I shall continue to pour out clanging echoes to my fellow poets like all of you:-
Aging Hiku 26
s. a. n. d. s of time drip on
s-t-e-m and l ~e~ a~ v~ e~ s wilting away~
w-i-s-d-o-m waltzing strong.
you let love slip through your fingers
where you once held the key
now you're haunted with regret
and have nowhere else to flee
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Sifting through the sands of time
Ephemeral it fades away
As water flows down the river
It's constantly on the move
Time and tide waits for no one
Instead of lamenting the past
We should seize every moment
Fulfil our dreams and wishes
Till our time on this earth is over
And death knocks at our door.
The sands of time
Sand castles
Sand is the word
Inexplicable
To seemingly mold
Itself into time
We are Sand...
Out of the past came a voice,
A voice that was hushed by time.
It said to me in a voiceless plea,
We are the ones that went before.
The ones who were once loved and adored.
Our lives were like sand on the ocean floor.
In timeless metre and oceanic roar.
We say what many have said before,
Weep not for us who’s time is oe’r,
We did not weep for the ones before.
Perhaps our fault, perhaps our crime, locked in the sands of time.
When I stand on the shore, everything makes sense.
I am forced into the now.
All of my senses are being utilized as nature intended.
I experience comfort.
My fear of death fades away.
The air smells refreshing, salty.
The wet sand under my feet and the wind at my face feels just right.
I can see eternity.
I am temporary and that is ok.
This world is fascinating, captivating,
Nature provides.
My mind goes blank as I peer into eternity.
My soul no longer aches.
I admire nature’s beauty.
I feel no illness. No worries. No sorrow
For a moment, I let the rest of the world worry about itself, selfishly.
I am home.
As the sun sets, reality checks in.
Time to go.
Time...
Where does it go?
Sometimes I miss the good times.
Well, I have run out of time.
I must go now.
The sands of time
Vs 1
The sands of time keep moving,
ever faster.
I notice as each day passes by
Bridge 1
Why doesn't time have mercy on me?
The sands of time are going to bury me
So, I live each day without a care,
bend my knees in earnest prayer
Vs 2
The sands of time keep raging,
ever silent.
The lines upon my face, cannot lie.
Bridge 2
At least together we can face the storm
Hold onto me and I will keep you warm
No matter how hard the sand will blow
My love for you will not grow old
Chorus
The sands of time...
oh, the sands of time...
We journey through the sands of time...
I am yours and you are mine.
Vs 1
The sands of time keep moving,
ever faster.
I notice as each day passes by
Bridge 2
At least together we can face the storm
Hold onto me and I'll keep you warm
No matter how hard the sand will blow
My love for you will not grow old
Chorus
The sands of time...
oh, the sands of time...
We journey through the sands of time,
I am yours and you are mine.
We journey through the sands of time,
I am yours and you are mine.
I am yours and you are mine..
repeat fade
John Derek Hamilton
August 7,2023
Abandoned Roads on the Sands of Time
David J Walker
Inherent the stolen lands
Claimed and abandoned
By forgotten hands
Inventory incomplete
Innocence replete
with sin
And/then
do it again
And again
Believing in steepleless and
Invented gods
At odds
With the believingless peopleless
Congregations
Inherent the swollen lands
And stolen simple
the supple surplus plans
the inventories of
back stories of
successes and excesses
the hungry hands form lines
at the backdoor kitchenettes
of abandoned trailer courts
along the roads of the
sands of time
Oh, rain upon me sands of time
with thoughts and memories sublime
and with each kiss of magic dust
transport me to that place I trust
For in the world that is no more
there is always an open door
to visit those I’ve left behind
until the day, their souls to find
Oh, sands of time, please let me fan
the flames of a much younger man
whose mirror saw a softer face
in days of love I can’t replace
To taste of all this life has shared
yet, free of fear from what ensnared
security knows well the past
for nothing changes, free at last
And then, return me to this day
with everything I’ve had in play
so grateful for the life I’ve known
and everything I’ve just been shown
I started life as
A grain of sand,
But knew I’d find
A way to expand,
And always being
A bit of a rebel,
I joined with others
And became a pebble,
And as I grew
And then took stock,
I then realised
I had become a rock,
And as I become more
Confident and grow older,
I wonder if I’ll become -
A little boulder?
Hourglass upended
Yet again, sand trickles through
From top to bottom
Subtle way to remind us
Cusp of eternity waits.
Image by JamesDeMers Pixabay
Of 2020 I awoke
A storm arose the desert spoke
A wailing sound, a red light
Morning noon or night
A path filled with cobbled stone
Separating sky an empty space
A sound of silence, echoing embrace
A lone piper fills his pipe with air
A melody so sweet, filling hearts despair.
A new key fitting into a old year
Fireworks burst and bloom in flowers
The sky flying it’s flag in white
Covered now with peace’s light
A brand new kaleidoscopic canvas
Painted in moods and colours
An ever-changing point of view
Sands of time, blowing with the breeze
Finding my oasis in the recess of soul with ease.
2.2.21
'2020 to 2021'
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