Short Time Is Of The Essence Poems

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Time Is of the Essence

As the bride , "I'm late" 
I have never loved this man
Stop Ceremony!
How will I let him know this? 
When the clock's not on my side?
© Judy Konos  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Tanka


Time Is of the Essence

The Bible has so many pages
Each reviewed and approved by sages
And when they were through
No one had a clue
As they took to the Middle Ages!
Form: Limerick

Two Degrees Celsius

So an end is near

Not the one we all so fear

But a long slow slide
                  
With ever rising high tide

So time is of the essence
Form: Tanka

Time Is of the Essence

Happy birthday, Abelardo, 
Men say time is of the essence; 
Years, months, days, and hours come and go, 
These words are going to make sense. 

Topic: Birthday of Abelardo Clavo, Jr. (March 12)
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member Time Is of the Essence

With each breath I take I blow away seeds of time Dandelion clocks Natural chronometers Time ticks by until we die Checked with how many syllables 5,7,5,7,7 08~12~15
Form: Tanka


Time Is of the Essence

Time
conveys,
one must have
sound wisdom and
be adequately
prepared to handle life
efficiently, forge ahead
and pursue a worthwhile purpose,
then it remains on one's comfort side,
or else only revision soothes the soul.
Form: Etheree

Time Is of the Essence Contest

Time Is Of The Essence Contest
Sponsor: CT

Measured period
Processes of duration
Past,  present,  future
Resources to accomplish
The clock goes tic, toc, tic, tock

Date Written: December 6, 2015
Written By: Laura Urbaniak
Form: Tanka

Time Is of the Essence

If time would let me change the past,
I’d live a perfect life.
No matter how I messed it up.
I’d tidy up the strife.

But sequence has a purpose,
so I’m told by father time.
To have something from here on out,
all change must form a line.
Form: Rhyme

Sin of Sloth

Postponed, are trials of today
for time tempts us to rather snore.
Stagnant, are the bucket lists,
'til death knocks on heaven's door. 

05 July 2022
Sponsored by Margarita Lillico 
7877 Syllable count by Poetry Soup Syllable Counter
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Oh, Wonderful Life

Oh, wonderful life minutes-hours-days-nights-weeks-months years, seasons, decades the world is turning so fast I can’t keep on top of it Written December 2015 for the Time is of the essence -Tanka- - Poetry Contest of C.T.
Form: Tanka

Premium Member Time to plan our legacy

Time is of the essence
as we grow older we soon discover

We re-examine what's important
learn to value every moment

We choose what dreams are non-negotiable
& leave precious memories behind to loved ones 



AP: Honorable Mention 2026, Honorable Mention 2026

Premium Member Time Is of the Essence

Time is of the essence





To lifetime essence,
Memories freeze in aeon,
Stay live in epoch
Interim generations,
Can needles of clock rewind ?





Tanka- 5/7/5/7/7
Written Dec 11th, 2015
For contest "Time is of the essence" by CT

Awarded 6th place win
Form: Tanka

Premium Member Time's Toll - For Contest

Time’s Toll


Bargaining with fate
a “now” bartered for a “then”
plans made – debts incurred
a future becomes a past 
sliding through tight clenched fingers.


John G. Lawless
12/7/2015

submitted to – Time is of the essence – Tanka – Poetry Contest
sponsor – C. T.
Form: Tanka

Premium Member Time Is of the Essence

Time Is Of The Essence Time passes quickly Its measures are absolute Keep pace with the race You must act now or never To achieve your finish line. Sandra M. Haight ~NA~ Contest: Time Is Of The Essence Sponsor: C.T. Judged: 12/28/2015
Form: Tanka

Premium Member Time Is of the Essence

do
                finished, complete 
performing, executing, undertaking 
   function, affair, death, inertness 
     perishing, departing, expiring, 
               deceased, lifeless
                           die


Date created: 08/10/2021
Form: Diamante

I Fear

I fear many things.
I fear I stay complacent in my own misery.
Time is of the essence,
yet action for change is unattainable 

And I speak of change possible for myself,
which is perhaps the most upsetting point to note,
for my limits are set on a glass roof 
I fear I will shatter with my feet on the ground.

I fear my own fear.

Time

Time is of the essence,
where has it gone,
all my dreams,
all my life,
Time seems to have gone
on.
An I have been left
behind.
When will I catch up,
When will I be on time,
Will it ever be my 
turn.
Will it ever be my time,
As time goes on we grow
and everything changes,
One day i maybe able 
to freeze time.
An I'll catch up,
Then it will be my turn,
My Time.
© Jami Hanks  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

Nothing Last Forever

If nothing last forever,

Then nothing really matters.

If time is of the essence,
was it produced for learning lessons?

So when I feel the pressure

I can't let it out measure

The power that inside

They can't damaged this pride!!

Its my shining light

You can see it in the eyes

So don't act surprise  

when you finally realized.

Nothing lasts forever.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Past Present And Future


The past the present and future In that split of a instant No time to plan ahead or consider Time is of the essence Thought we had it all figured out Thinking a little more Decided not quite so fast I'm afraid Stranger than ever before We had difficulty understanding This fact or abnormality But we're still alive and breathing Thanks for the cordiality
Form: Rhyme

Ten Seconds

TEN SECONDS

Time is of the essence,
Every tick of the clock measures your accomplishments.
It's not clear what you will yet become,
Your destine for greatness.
With hopes and admirations looming,
A cloud of misfortune and disbelief appear.
Over the horizon,
As the clock loudly strikes twelve,
Dreams and visions of greatness,
Peak through the darkness.
Time fades behind the clouds,
TEN SECONDS

by
Norman Geary

TIME

Time is limited, it has a stop, it comes to a point and that’s the end. 
Time is not on our side, it keeps moving, it has a speed, it moves forward with a will to succeed. 
Time is watching, and counting the minutes, it wants, it looks, it plans to have what it wants. 
Time is of the essence, so use it wisely, love a lot, forgive a lot, use each moment to try to improve and pass it forward. 
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Time Is of the Essence -Tanka

Time is of the Essence Unlock the Dreams time brings the unknown pendulum swings keeping time star twinkles goodbye sun still shines the heart still beats walk forward and claim your dreams 12/9/2015 Don’t look back and grieve over the past. Time is of the essence. Tomorrow is not promised Tanka 5 7 5 7 7 Poetry Contest: Time is of the Essence -Tanka Sponsored by: C. T.
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Tanka

Time - the Essence

Now is the moment
To read, to speak and to act
Now is the moment
For trust to install
To call and to take that call

It's no secret that
Every second is the first
It's no secret that
Every moment the clock turns
The Lost time never returns

To live in present
Necessarily makes sense
To live in present
Is lifestyle decent
For the time is of essence 

Shrineetee
Dec 11, 2015

For the contest
Time is of the essence -Tanka- - Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by C. T.
Form: Tanka

Valuable

When I believe I have my heart set,
Or jump in too fast I fool myself instead,
Time is of the essence but I must breathe it in slowly,
Because if I don't I sometimes can't see what I'm doing,
There have been people in my life who have come and gone,
Yet I have valued each one even when it seemed wrong,
They were my lessons, they taught me in life,
They were my glimpses between wrong and right,
They were part an asset for me to see,
For the future they helped to mold how I choose to be.

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