A moment in time
A moment unlike this
A moment so sublime
A moment of bliss
A moment of shock
A moment of disblief
A moment to take stock
A moment though breif
A moment of thought
A moment of clarity
A moment cut short
A moment in history
A moment to adjust
A moment if one
A moment for us
A moment now gone
Written febuary 2025 following on the pattern of poems time,love,thoughts,others in tbis pattern from 2012 was in moment when wrote snap shot moments ....
Contest: poem dated Aug. 1st onwards
Brian Strand
Taking stock of our present inventory
Is great insight and a wealth of wisdom.
It matters not if there's glory; it's our story.
There is no joy in carrying yesterday's burdens.
Yesterday, as the song says, may have
Been an easy game to play , but this is today.
Oh, make no mistake, yesterday has much to say.
We may draw much wisdom from yesterday;
But remember, that was then; this is now.
The weight of yesterday's burdens is different
Today than yesterday. Much of what we once
had has boarded the plane. It has moved on,
and we must do the same.
Indeed, let us take stock of our present inventory,
Appreciate the lessons learned from yesterday;
But ever treasure the now and value the future.
From any time, anywhere,
to all the time, everywhere,
bliss mists within manifest,
signalling we’re truly blest.
We’ve journeyed beyond the book
and say scriptures were mistook,
on how kundalini moves,
in the manner God approves.
Humble is our gratitude
and playful our attitude,
that presence with silence yoked,
fire of magnetism is stoked.
Whilst poised in blissful response,
we slowly metamorphose,
embodying divine light,
breath by breath, by day and night.
With such musings we take stock,
of nodes spirit did unblock,
where we did nothing at all,
yet were graced by a bliss squall.
No metaphors can explain,
how bliss unties ego’s chain,
when synced to the cosmic hum,
the flame of bliss we become.
...All back-and-forth the fight raged through the morn,
men dove to hide, bushes off branches shorn,
ricochets rang as they bounced off the rock,
made it hard for Alistair to take stock.
At least two down, the others were scattered,
three of their foe lay lifeless on the earth,
but six more can, guns blazing, eyes alight,
Pritchard howled, seemed immune to all fright.
Alistar rose, and drilled him through the chest,
three guns barked back, slugs ripping through his vest,
He shot again, caught one man in the leg,
but slumped, knowing he was already dead;
just breathing hurt, all his body felt cold,
he dropped the gun, his mind no longer bold,
clutched a big rock, all dreams of money gone,
replaced by all he had done…and done wrong.
His dying through, before the final fall:
Perhaps Dan had been the smartest of them all…
I'm idle, stuck on pause.
Everyone's telling me which way to go.
Gotta listen to my heart.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Take stock of yourself and discover you include:
the evanescent sigh over a desert at night
the breath of fog exhaled by a deep morning forest
the silent beauty of a star-distant sky
the ceaseless mystery settled across a tranquil sea,
the quiet tenderness of a nursing infant,
the profound question in a whale's eye
the murmurs hovering over a sacred river
the unimaginable power in the heart of God
the infinite grace of Jesus
the Buddha's smile
limitless peace
universal light
love itself
you
Christopher M. Swan 2009
warm cup in hand i take stock
as the cool air caresses my face
the smells of dawn comingle
the lake ever so still with
sounds of nature waking up
there's nothing more precious
than this moment and
the sense of awe i feel
i am undeniably blessed
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Pride it is said goes before a fall
A fall may not be fatal
One good fall could be a blessing in disguise
For It could signal a new beginning
It could portend a second chance
It could also be a learning phase
When you skip and fall
As mortals sometimes do
Take stock of the pitfalls
Get right up on your feet
And be on the march again!
Outside, by my front door,
I count twelve things. Can you count more?
When I go out to take the air,
a snail and butterfly greet me there,
and I always see someone -
a lizard out in the sun.
A spider plucks his silvery strings
which he also uses to catch flies and things.
Uhoh, the snail is going somewhere,
but a caterpillar beats him there.
In the soil, where up spring plants,
I see a regiment of ants.
They march along in formation,
members of the six-legged nation.
In the tree a robin sings.
Hey, what's that - a hummingbird with rotary wings!
Let's not forget to take stock
of all the things under the rock.
A rolly polly rolls up cuz he's shy.
A centipede with a hundred legs strolls by.
When you go outside, what can you count?
Can you find a higher amount?
I'm scared of too many things outside.
I'm going back into my house to hide.
~ 2024 ... 2025 ~
A time to take stock
to delve deep
One glance in the mirror
does not suffice
The old year wanes
the new one waxes
Time to bury axes
time to rack your brains
Where have I been
Where am I going
Am I shrinking; am I growing
Do I deign to sin...
A time to take stock
fast beats the clock
Pave the way this day
~ should you like a say
Reset.
Still, holding on to vocals
borne on fresh sheets-
feint and margin carry-all
bookkeeps repeats...
Blue veins run straight across,
underpin where I melt
my heart in cold fear's loss,
dip slips of tongue dealt
in chock - a - block
female thoughts - my fondue's
hothead take stock-
be mindful to subdue.
New thoughts come to her
playful - bell jar
film noir stirs up, burns up, blurs
life's old memoirs.
Aqua Marine. 30/12/2024
Close your eyes.
Know that you are strong.
You are here on earth to be tested
and how you react to your challenges
is the true measure of a man.
You don't let obstacles crush you.
You deal with them as they come at you.
You are the captain of your life
and your ship is sailing through
turbulent seas these days.
Stay focused. Ride the storm.
Know that this too shall pass.
The sun is around the corner.
If not around the next bend,
it is definitely out there
beyond this squall
that cannot last forever.
And when the storm calms down
you'll take stock of the damage
and deal with it on the spot.
You'll make things better.
You'll make them right again.
Envision the life you want
and you'll find a way to get there.
You are captain of your journey
and the milestones along the way
are but the measure of a man.
AP: 3rd place 2026, Honorable Mention 2025
Sometimes we need to take stock and prioritise
Remind ourselves of what is truly of value and worth
Have awareness and gratitude for life’s positives
Give the trivial and petty a wide berth
Humans are suffering absolute devastation
War, natural disasters, or just in daily life
Unjust …. without reason
Complete loss, despair and sorrow runs rife
We need to remember our blessings
Blow the insignificant into the wind and let it fly
Stop stressing over the unimportant small stuff
We need to take stock and prioritise!
Tick Tock
Miracle Man
10/12/2024
We live our lives each day on the clock,
one eye on the future the other the past.
Our past we can’t alter but we take stock,
our future we find our vision is glassed.
So we learn to live each day as it arrives,
leaving earlier paths we’ve tread behind.
Content with burial in memories archives,
for now, in today, we’re presently confined.
A gust of wind
Blew through my door
Placing gently on the floor
A gift from Mother Nature’s store
Such beauty, such delicacy
Woven by the burly tree
Made me stop.
Made me ponder
Then take stock
To see such wonder
A perfect master of design
From base to apex, so divine
And yet this tiny, feathered blade
Has toiled through life
Its one-year age
To serve its host with basic needs
For mighty trees depend on leaves
And now its labour is all done
At the cooling of the sun
It’s discarded easily
Yet still yields its energy
The endless cycle spirals on
Because its work is not yet done
As worms begin their arduous toil
Turning leaves to rich, moist soil
The tree takes strength and so it weaves
Perfectly recycled leaves.
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