Trying to catch time as it sails away with the wind.
Hoping to reverse the course back to where I’d sinned
My moment of clarity stopped at others expense
No matter what I tried, the gate was locked on the fence
Once the bell has tolled, the sound can’t be ignored
Even if I could change the wind, time and discord
The bell eventually would be replaced by a shotgun
But being lucky it was a single barrel and I could run
©2012 Michael Yost 09/19
Nice poem on time. Maybe I have another challenge for you. I have a weekly meme on my haiku-blog: Tackle It Tuesday this week’s theme is time. Maybe you will try to write a haiku on time. Hope to see you on Tackle It Tuesday.
Chevrefeuille (a.k.a. Basho2012 and Kristjaan Panneman)
My sked is being manipulated lately. I’d love to do it. Could you remind me then? Thanks.
You’ll still have time if you race faster and faster. At least Einstein thought so.
That was one of those moods. I don’t really know if it was me or someone else I was running from. smile…
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