About Time Poems - Poems about About Time

I was lying in bed, unable to sleep, Thinking of troubles I'd seen in life, so deep. If I could give counsel to the younger Dave, From so many disasters, him I could still save. Somewhere, in bed, many...Read the rest...

Use Time Expediently Written: by Miracle Man 5/13/2024 Yesterday’s are always unforgiving, for hourglass sand can’t defy gravity. Thoughts should be on time we’re living, we shouldn’t live life in depravity. We cannot alter the hands of time, nor learn what amount remains. But...Read the rest...

Only ten shopping days ‘til the locusts arrive What on earth should I buy them I’ve scoured the stores, and what’s more ...Read the rest...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ time always running the clock has legs rather than hands ...Read the rest...

#14: Revelations 23:1 Human chain meant Starman ... breathing room trips, H**** sapiens chose ... plus naught minus, the apocalypse ... opts total eclipse, self-acquaintance, he splits us, Linnaeus, Con temporaries times, countdown it chills, Adolph & Stalin it ticks and...Read the rest...

Time, a slave to importance when all respect for it — is gone (From ‘Calling Me Home’: May, 2024) ...Read the rest...

Riding the spiraling clockwork of reality again – Off to the sky, beyond the clouds… And the revolutions grow faster, but, slowly, I begin to perceive their pattern. I am a slow learner, but I have been given...Read the rest...

Fire ignites in the body. Pleasures that transcend life within life and create tremors in the soul. A kiss on the lips, honey drips. Bodies entangled in embrace so tight. Everything so right. In euphoric ecstasy in the presence of abiding love in...Read the rest...

Have time to your mom Say something to tell her wise She ought to treat nice....Read the rest...

There is a sense of trespass on this frost enameled morning as I leave my footprints graffitied across the white grass, sending the noise of every step to crunch my presence into a wide, frozen silence. I stop, marooned...Read the rest...

As the clocks creep, unknown... again, my summer's call, of Calendulas, and Cotswold stone, crumbles, in compliance, that this, beauty, cannot be…here, just for me, alone. ...Read the rest...

fabled desert land mere whisper of what once was … humble Timbuktu...Read the rest...

Time an elusive thread, Unraveling mysteries, yet time remains unread and unknown. From birth to death, its secrets keep winding, Yet its origin, and ours, reprove our theories. A journey through aeon, our pale...Read the rest...

Because I could not escape from Life – It rudely dragged me forth – The chaos swirled, consuming all – And Oblivion, my worth. We raced through days – no time to rest...Read the rest...

1st wind, childhood 2nd wind, jobs, career 3rd wind, elder life. ...Read the rest...