A month goes by, then years, they blend
Tag: time
the end? – narcissi, revisited
The end was not what I had expected.
Sonnet XVI – Time Tasting
That day shall come, too soon , notfastenough;
tempore vanitatis
measure the passing of our existence
on advent – iii
“time” is beyond us.
blur
My eleven-year-old mind
is often a blur, but some things are crystal clear.
simple
some folks, I guess, /
will always long /
to have the mess, the wrong /
all gone.
mountaintop moments
from the foothills of the ~
or the deepest valley ~
the icy peaks seem… ~
romantic.
solutionizing
white wine and a friend
/ solve world problems together
blip
don’t let it be lost to time
defying atrophy 