Short Introspectiontime Poems
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I cork the past in a bottle
tossing it into the sea
watch it as it drifts
far away from me
one last time I turn away
sauntering down the beach
this time the bottle doesn't come back
it stays adrift at sea
better for knowing all I know
then living in a dream
on this silent shore
I stand at the edge of you
making these dreams of you real
can I push you over the edge?
did I push it over the end?
how much time can I spend?
I keep returning, back for more
I find you waiting at my heart's door
far inside your walls, I call
how much time can I spend?
till I've pushed love over the end
only time can stop
this spin I'm in
hot desert winds
blowin against my skin
bringing it to the surface
only time can stop
these thoughts that flow
like a faucet with a leak
or the Niagara Falls
the sea into the ocean
only you can stop
this heart that pounds
like the loud beat of a drum
a hammer coming down
echoes of what is lost
a loud aching sound
Every time I start thinking many things 'round
I think of all the things I haven't just done
Sometimes I can't help but to look back in time
And just mourn for the years that are now gone
I remember so well when I was so young
And the years back then seemed more kind
For some reason those days seemed also long
And most of the time my heart carried a song.
if time were on my side
i would caress the beauty
of your touch
as if it were all
that i could ever feel
if time were on my side
i would know that this day
this moment
was all that i mattered
the only illusion we value is tomorrow
if time were on my side
i would count the dollars less
and share the pennies more
with those that have not
without time nothing becomes everything
IRISH
What's another year?
What's another month?
What's another week?
What's another day?
What's another hour?
What's another minute?
A minute can change your mind
An hour can be a long time at a bus stop
A day can be dreary or can be life changing
A week can often save a life
A month can give time to assess a situation
A year is always a new beginning.
Happy New Year to all my friends.
Déirdre Ó Maidín
Form:
I sit before my monitor
Humming an old Roy Orbison
Tune I memorized so long ago.
Hum…Hum um! That Hum! Again
“They’re playing that song again.
I guess it will never end. They’re
Playing it again…” The time I
Spent as a kid replaying it:
A borrowed forty-five record
Until I heard it in my sleep;
That’s what we did to occupy
Our time before the arrival
Of the now widespread computer
I guess nothing lasts forever!
Long time in my mind,
lost things I can not find.
Of yesterdays, being once here,
of things, I once held, so dear.
Wondering if I ever, ever again,
reclaiming the time of way back when.
The essences held true to my very heart,
keeping me, from completely, falling apart.
Knowing what is past, is forever past,
what use to be, doesn't really last.
Hurting for what is gone, is already gone,
concluding life, no matter, what goes on.
When I think of you time passes,
Then soon I am done with time
While thoughts of you persist
What becomes another day,
Always becomes a thought of you
Sweet and kind and a love
Why we haven’t given in yet,
Is something that has to be –
Now and forever time stands
Where you are when you’re gone,
Is not a factor in my day
Because you are here with me
While I am yours today
Tomorrow comes easily
Before you or I know, it’s here.
The second time around seems harder.
Perhaps slogging through the heavy air,
or seeking that old fire
casts over everything a dim, dark pallor.
Past victories gained have been broken.
Reclaiming new footing, and stalking
rougher higher peaks and eddies
vies with anticipated promises and fortune.
Third time may be much brighter.
Surely the lot revolutions, turns wheels
to a completely fresh canvas?
Sweeps away cobwebs and traps something righter.
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