blinking by seconds
minutes become hours
open your eyes to the day
~Melanie Thomason
03/28/2020
Tag Archives: time
Time
“Time, time time, see what’s become of me
While I looked around for my possibilities…”
While I looked around for my possibilities…”
~A Hazy Shade of Winter by Simon & Garfunkel
Time is merely a concept
a construct
a way of accounting, if you will
Sometimes we say time flies
other times it drags on and on
or so We say…
Time passes as it will and does not rely on or cater to us
The only thing we can control
is how we spend our time
~Melanie Thomason 3/28/2020
A Hazy Shade of Winter by Simon & GarfunkelFull lyrics:Time, time time, see what’s become of me
While I looked around for my possibilitiesI was so hard to please
Don’t look around
The leaves are brown
And the sky is a hazy shade of winterHear the Salvation Army band
Down by the riverside’s, there’s bound to be a better ride
Than what you’ve got plannedCarry your cup in your hand
And look around
Leaves are brown, now
And the sky is a hazy shade of winterHang on to your hopes, my friend
That’s an easy thing to say
But if your hopes should pass away
Simply pretend that you can build them again
Look around
The grass is high
The fields are ripe
It’s the springtime of my lifeSeasons change with the scenery
Weaving time in a tapestry
Won’t you stop and remember me
At any convenient time?
Funny how my memory skips while looking over manuscripts
Of unpublished rhyme
Drinking my vodka and lime
I look around
Leaves are brown, now
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter
Look around
Leaves are brown
There’s a patch of snow on the ground
Look around
Leaves are brown
There’s a patch of snow on the ground
Look around
Leaves are brown
There’s a patch of snow on the ground
Time
Coolest
Cruelest
Mulish
Ghoulish
Striking with the coolest, cruelest blow
Time makes for a mulish, ghoulish beau
~Melanie Thomason
6/6/2017
- trying out a new (to me) form. This a Tyburn for anyone interested in giving it a shot.
Tyburn
A six line poem consisting of 2, 2, 2, 2, 9, 9 syllables.
The first four lines rhyme and are all descriptive words. The last two lines rhyme and incorporate the first, second, third, and fourth lines as the 5th through 8th syllables.
Filed under Poetry
Reminder
we
are
growing
old
waiting
for
things
to
change
~
time
keeps
moving
~
don’t
let
life
pass
you
by
before
you
decide
to
start
living
~
Melanie Blackwell
Filed under Random Brain Babble
Bookends
You and I are from different worlds
but seem to be cut from the same cloth
dyed by the same deep dark methods
virtual bookends
one and the same
though vastly different.
Do you ever wonder at the Tide of Time?
~Melanie Blackwell
Butterflies
The
hour-hand
offers
a
steady
death
for
golden
butterflies.
Filed under 10 Words or Less, 25 Words or Less
