A poem I wrote.
I wrote this in January. I spent some time this summer going through stuff I've written, and I liked this when I re-read it. I thought someone else might too.
All the best, creative people.
(You are creative, even if you haven't yet found what you like to create!)
What’s the Time?
Is this the time for you to change?
To sort, to mend, to rearrange?
Is this a time of rest for you,
Or is there work you need to do?
Was yesterday the time for this -
So put it down now, think for a bit?
Tomorrow, will it matter much
If I have not done such and such?
Where is it I’d rather be?
What is the current time for me?
A time to absorb or respond
To things close to me, and beyond?
Is this the time I rise and go?
Well, truly, there’s one way to know.
But whether here or some place distant,
This time, I possess every instant.
What a talent – poems are so powerful, they just say so much with so few words, thank you for sharing with, I love poems, they say to everyone something else and it is always personal.
Waiting for more....
M
This is a beautiful poem Michelle, thanks for sharing it with us.
Michelle you are so talented this poem is wonderful in so many ways a big thank you I am printing it big thanks Joyce
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Thanks ladies. Wow, three people thought it was worth replying - please let that be a lesson to all: sharing your creativity only ever brings positive results. Let's use our gifts, people!
PS I had a day full of self-questioning. Knowing I'm not a COMPLETE eejit is nice. Thanks for taking the time to read my post and/or reply:)