Rhyme Time Poems | Examples
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Eternity is dull.
That's something to mull,
and I would pursue it
if I had time to do it.
… only fools rush in
on the blue-green planet where we spin.
Believers say, there’s a grand plan
guiding the destiny of woman and man.
In a philosopher’s evaluation,
it is called predestination.
Scientists say both time and space
compose the contour of our place.
We are free to traverse
the temporal in the universe
through memories on space-time fabric’s seams
and the future threads of dreams.
So, everywhere and always, I say,
I want to marry you today -
when I saw you ‘neath the schoolyard’s skies,
and again, in our grandson’s eyes.
At five, whole world a wondrous gleam,
A bottomless, bright, benign dream,
Each step a secret, shine so bright,
Moments like fleeting sunbeams’ light.
Fifteen years, a smooth shifting tide,
Where fervent feelings faintly hide,
A quest for self, a whispered plea
Of who I am eternally.
Thirty now, the path quite defined,
With purpose clear and heart entwined,
A steady stride, a settled grace,
Carving own dreams in time and space.
At fifty, wisdom starts to bloom,
Dispelling shadows, chasing gloom,
Reflecting past sweet or sour years,
In the span of time, without fears.
At seventy, some desired rest,
Where peace and quietness are blessed,
A life well lived, a journey's end
On loved ones, memories, depend.
I took a mountain ride
Scenes unfolded before my eyes
beneath widespread, deep, blue skies
It was the perfect place to hide
Far away from stress and obligations
In a world of colorful trees
Showing off before a deep freeze
Nature has its own intentions
I could smell Autumn at my fingertips
Red berries were shining in the sun
A decorated forest was full of fun
As the elevation released hardships
I drove away and I said, goodbye
I am grateful for all that it gave me
Everything that I experienced, all to see
Until next time, waiting for me to fly
Heidi Sands
9/24/26
(C)opyright
The leaves are starting to change color
The door opens, to bring a new season
My dog runs with his blue collar
He's dancing in the field without a reason
It's cloudy, but it's a quiet day
The signs of Autumn bring peace
My dog reminds me to be free, to play
I will hold a stop sign at stress increase
It's a blessing, more time this is
to live, to love, to give, to be
As i share some of what is his,
I praise vision for all that I see
The purple flowers look at me
with wide open blossoms, like eyes
Then, I notice the buzzing bee
reminding me time doesn't stop, it flies
Heidi Sands
9/17/26
(C)opyright
Three wishes? Oh, let's see -
how about immortality?
Hmm, that sounds good. However,
I think it would take forever.
Eyes of Time, do you get tired
in the heavens high above
as you see the world play out
with all its hate and love?
Yes, I am the Eyes of Time,
and of love, I never tire.
There are many ways to love,
from kindness to desire.
I watch with sweet pleasure
when a young man takes a wife,
and soon there is a baby,
and I thrill at newborn life.
Yet, when I watch men fight wars,
and see them clash and die,
(both sides, virtuous and right)
these Eyes of Time must cry.
By Poet.... "Haven hide me safe and sound. Far away from this cruel world. Give me peace of mind and body."
The story of my haven,
as I ran from the huge raven.
Was I living in a cave-in?
Life's pictures have been hung with a cloth pin.
The huge raven represents life,
the cave-in represents midlife.
Where did life go?
Time had no flow,
no more glow.
All the time I was low,
I just wanted to live and to grow.
Hiding in my safe haven covered with snow,
I now watch TV and a new game show.
It’s raining all night, and I’m sleepless
Each random thought carries me through
This habit to think is ridiculous
Except when I’m thinking of you
Hope you would approve my idea
I’ve no desire to celebrate
The date of upcoming New Year
The symbol of time that can’t wait
Champagne and that fabulous salad
We can go without easily
The spruce with the shimmering garland
Oh dear, it’s too much for me
I paid off a many New Years
Each one was no better than old
I’ve watched the sunrise over hills
I’ve lived up a tale no one told
So why not remain in the past
To drown in your eyes with the sun
That jumped like a ball between us
When we were alive, having fun.
Fire in the belly, fire in the eyes
Fire as protection or a smoke disguise
Fire laden rhetoric, incendiary lies
Fire filled with warmth, fire follows drought
We'll keep rubbing sticks together till the last one burns out
We have played with fire ever since we stole it from the gods
We're bound to keep on playing cause we like to play the odds
Someone will get burned
Some will just burn out
There isn't any wonder cause the scars'll leave no doubt
Fire raging wild, keep it from a child
No way to make it stay controlled
No way to keep it mild
It has raged throughout the ages it has never been snuffed
From the lips or from the pages til we say we've had enough
One inch at a time at her very slow pace,
I could not spy her fuzzy face.
Orange and black she crawled along.
To the Tiger Moth family she’d soon belong.
Enjoying dandelions and miniature clover, she seemed to be scolding my toe to move over. "I can predict how winter will be,” she whispered softly and gently to me, then hibernate like a squirrel in a tree” "One inch at a time, at my very slow pace, I can never join in any race, I always move at a very slow pace" repeated the woolly caterpillar with poise and grace.
“Now sweet dreams” she professed, “I rest my case”
Tell me darling, what’s the time, what’s the time
My Fitbit is out of charge, out of charge
What you say I can’t define, can’t define
Maybe distance is too large, is too large
“Love, I can’t speak from here, speak from here
I can’t tell where I am, where I am
It’s just signs that you hear, that you hear
Hope to send more of them, more of them
Just remind me you love me, you love me
Anytime that will suit you, will suit you
Don’t forget to be with me, be with me
See I am with you too, with you too..”
calm… tranquility
peace of mind…
worry’s for others
your timepiece buried
in the sands of the seashore
no rush, my brothers
And if I wouldn’t see you there
I wouldn’t know the sense
Here comes the meaningless nowhere
Presenting its offence
Aren’t we just names imprinted by
A memory that fades
But then it suddenly revives
And I can see your face
There was a time for us to share
Our garden was in bloom
Then came that letter from nowhere
It flew into your room
It didn’t say the time has come
Though, on the other hand,
I felt that something must be done
But failed to understand
The clocks were chiming rather loud
The wind was blowing high
Last time we talked there was no sound
You sang no lullaby..
We are the darkened sky I keep
I never let us go
The coastal waters become deep
The seagulls fly too low..
When I was only five.
My dolls were the big thing,
we would sit and sing.
Then my tricycle I learned to drive.
At fifteen I was dating.
Boys were sure fickle,
some of their words were like a pickle.
We loved to go roller skating.
Now thirty is life half over?
Today is a new day,
no more hair of gray.
Maybe I need a new makeover.
At fifty should I retire?
Many days are way too long,
is life a game of ping-pong?
Some days I feel like I want to expire.
I never thought I would reach seventy.
Here I am,
drinking hot tea and eating strawberry jam.
Seventy is fun and not my enemy.