Sunday, October 6, 2013

Ticking Clock

Image: crilleb50

Tempus edax rerum: time, devourer of all things...

Life’s irony is that it’s gone too fast,
we enter each into this world alone --
wish we could find a way to make it last.

Begun at birth, our days on earth are cast
and paths that lie ahead are yet unknown;
life’s irony is that it’s gone too fast.

For friends and lovers dear that we’ve amassed,
each individual a stepping-stone;
wish we could find a way to make it last.

A single chance, to never be recast --
mistakes are made, and sins we can’t atone.
Life’s irony is that it’s gone too fast.

Reflecting on the memories now passed,
unspoken words, and seeds we’ve left unsown;
wish we could find a way to make it last.

Yet in the end, we all will be out-cast,
as each of us return to dust and bone.
Life’s irony is that it’s gone to fast . . .
wish we could find a way to make it last.

© Copyright Ginny Brannan July 2011
*With heartfelt thanks to my friends at FEPC for their invaluable advice & support.
**Shared at D'Verse Poet's Pub Open Link Night #3, 8/02/11   

Sharing at The Mag #186, image from Tess Kincaid. She provides the image, we the story! Written a couple of years ago, but it is a personal favorite and seemed perfect for the image prompt this week. Hope you don't mind my sharing it again here.

32 comments:

  1. yes indeed the moments seem to pass faster and faster the older i get as well...nicely spun verse...love the repitition.

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  2. I think about that ticking clock too often, nice one.

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  3. It goes by so fast....lovely!

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  4. More tragic than ironic, I'd say. Or perhaps the irony is that when we do reach the end, so dreaded, we're ready for it.

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  5. great job on the form. I have always wanted things to last, - used to obsess over keeping photo/scrapbook albums and journals because of it. and my whole chapbook is of poems about time! funny thing is, I seem to do better if I stay in the moment versus trying to keep the past alive. enjoyed this, Ginny. It got me reflecting a bit - thanks :)

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  6. True just keeps on flying by, whether one likes it or not. One thing we can't stop, so may as well enjoy it the best we can.

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  7. I love the villanelle form, and yours has really utilized the repeating lines well--they're simple and seemingly straightforward, but they catch at the brain for a bit of deeper attention. Enjoyed it much.

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  8. Great villanelle Ginny, the favourite of the old forms.

    Yet in the end, we all will be out-cast,
    as each of us return to dust and bone. - how true.

    Cays

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  9. Oh, yes. I remember this, Ginny. A perfect Villanelle. So glad you linked it to dVerse. Victoria

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  10. I've reached an age (okay, I reached it years ago) where the passage of time has begun to carve grooves into my life up to my eyeballs. So deep that sometimes I can't see life and appreciate it for what it is and should be. Your poem was a ladder out of that groove. Thanks, Ginny.

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  11. So true, Ginny. I sometimes try to recall the time between then and now, and it seems it was mere moments ago. Very nice write!

    http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/11/23/the-last-grain-of-sand/

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  12. I hear the time walk in your words.

    fantastic thoughts,
    you rock.

    Happy Thanksgiving.

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  13. I'd like to think that I'll return as the sand in someone else's hourglass.A delightful piece.

    http://keithsramblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/hourglass.html

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  14. I remember reading this one before...don't know if I commented already or not but anyway it is still a timely piece.

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  15. This poem deals so well with that concern we all have. Maybe someone just turns that timer upside down and we start again...somewhere else.

    Jamie

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  16. Beautifully crafted--thanks for sharing!

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  17. Wonderful. Common topic, uniquely done!!
    William

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  18. A favorite of mine, too. Time really does go by so fast, and I think as we get older, we realize that more and more.

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  19. I enjoyed this.

    Time does fly.

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  20. flows like a beautiful song:) lovely

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  21. Great poem, Ginny. As one of those 'twilighters' I can appreciate how fast the clock ticks.

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  22. Right on and well-crafted!

    =)

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  23. I worry about this too, I think many people feel this way powerful words and great use of repetition

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  24. "Yet in the end, we all will be out-cast, as each of us return to dust and bone." Oh how I hope you are wrong about that.

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  25. Superb write Ginny. And I do so wish I could slow down the passage of time...
    Anna :o]

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Thank you for reading my poetry and sharing your thoughts.