You may think me a friend From the moment I started But my wonderful gift You just took for granted You wish me away At times of great sorrow Put off from today The things for tomorrow With each passing moment The stronger I get Only when I’m gone Do you start to regret I move past so quickly I’m here and then gone One moment in time That doesn’t last long You look back in anger You start to lament All the time that you s...
As good as I can remember, I was somewhere between four and five years old. Easter was fast approaching. In a matter of weeks, I would be starting school. My dad was at work and my mother took me for a walk in the park. It seems funny how I can remember that day so vividly. My mother was holding my hand as I skipped along to keep up with her. One hand held on to her, whilst my other gripped hold of a bright red balloon sh...
Even if our shaken world crumbles into nothingness life goes on in the Universe. Even if the generous sun does not find us tomorrow light goes on in the Ether. Even if we cease to be our energy circles other orbs and blends into Time and Space.
Hubert Granise, pacing the length of his pleasant lamp-lit library, paused to compare his watch with the clock on the chimney-piece. They were both in perfect sync just as they were when last he compared them only two minutes earlier. ‘Damn,' he thought, ‘Where is that boy?' The boy Hubert was referring to is Aengus Brennan, a young man with an internship with the city newspaper whose future career in reporting depended o...
Has it been twenty years?It doesn't seem that long.Since we got tattoos in Blackpooland danced to Rosie Gaines songs. Rollercoasters, bumper cars,it's all a little hazy.Do you look back as I do,and think our teenage years were crazy? Nights at Cafe de Paris,meals at Pizza Pomodoro.Elvis singing his heart out,to my shaking head and eye roll. Taxi cabs for takeout,too much wine to drive.Watching Desperado,tears of laughter...
I see the hours stretching ahead, sometimes hurrying, sometimes slowing down, falling beyond and behind... Still, I know their aim is to reach destination and this signals the end, the end of time and life, the end of the journey, the end of fear, of worries, I know they can be friends, I know they can be enemies, and yet, my hours have promised to be kind with me on my way, I get to sleep every night in the belief it w...
Look, I know you are someone else’s Valentine For the rest of the year, can I imagine you are mine? We both decided, we will try and fight it Scared to risk it, but just as scared to miss it We’ll be pretending we’re fine – hoping we will be in time. Midnight belongs to us, an ending and beginning all at once I miss your voice, your imagination Wishing we had another choice and no limitation. The change in the seasons...
Distance and Time (Raanana, Israel, July 19, 2017) In the time of the dying light When the distant sun dallies Over the western hills, Its radiant fingers fondling the upper slopes Like expectant breasts to its warm touch, The shadows are long Like our conversations, Careful not to say too much Yet desirous that they not end. In the manicured garden The shadow of the weeping willow by the creek Reaches almost to our lawn...
Clocks had a way of misbehaving in the house. Clocks often misbehave, particularly mechanical ones. The clock in the car that is two or three minutes slower than the clock last spied before leaving the house. The clock on the oven timer that never quite matches up with the always correct digital clock on the iPad being consulted for a recipe. The unused coffee-maker clock forever blinking 12:00, from now until the end of...
Hold me in your arms So tight My head upon your chest Our heartbeat is one With body heat for warmth We have just begun Time becomes endless Hours seem like minutes That pass one by one Content Our heart grows with pride Knowing we are one I am at home in your arms In your mind and heart Forever my love My soulmate Never standing alone Our time My love
As we walked through the flames of time Searching for Our true one Love Hand in hand Coming through Stronger Renewed Pure Not as two But as one Love Phoenix sings Wings spread wide Warmed by Your love As one we rise Song of love Sung to the Gods Mortals giving praise Circle completed Love As we walked through The flames of time Soulmates reunited Brought through time By the mystic ether Called Love, Pho...
We all watchtimeas it dragsas it slipswe are notthe master oftimeat a young agecount the timetill your 16then 21timewalking down the aislethe sound of your childat birthtimehappy and sadgood with the badwalking togetherhand in crippled handtoward your setting suntimeholding his handpleading don't leavewe aren't finishedwe just need moretime.
In that other universe, we are the lucky ones. In that other universe, we have finally made it. In that other universe, we never experienced what we experienced here. Life never weathered or hardened us the way it did, it never dug into the depths of our souls, it never perforated our hearts. In that other universe, we didn’t associate love with leaving. In that other universe, we always felt good enough. We always felt w...
u·to·pi·ayooˈtōpēə/NounAn imagined place or state of things in which everything is perfect Lines. Entry 1) I should not be writing, or feeling. They tell me that numbness is normal. They imagined the signs, they envisioned the nightmares, and they feared the potential credibility that lay within the pages. More important than their future, they feared their imagination. What beasts, what society, what ideas could they...
