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Monday, January 31, 2011

Poetry Bus Poem - Moments

NanU asked us to write a poem this week reflecting different days of the week or write about time, change or evolution. 

See prompt and other bus passengers @




Moments
Days change by the moment not the hour,
never still long enough to fully grasp each part.
I have lived many, won and lost some,
guarded remnants, seeking honesty of heart.
I didn't always see the things that I'd remember,
nor what it was, that I would soon forget.
Despite flawed recollection,
truth remain twisted in them,
within each strand,
the minuscules of life's path.

9 comments:

  1. Lovely poem, Socks. Glad to have you on board!

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  2. Great response to a difficult (I thought!) challenge.

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  3. Thanks Nanu and also thanks for driving the bus for a second time. Thanks Dave.

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  4. Yes, that's a stunner. I was going to say 'beautiful opening line' but in truth, they're all beautiful lines.

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  5. beautiful lines...so full of insight and knowledge too

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  6. Thanks for the beautiful lines comment Titus and Caty.

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