| Commentary and Philosophy Poetry posted September 25, 2024 |
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This Time, at Longest, is not Long at All
Random Thoughts
by Tom Horonzy
Why put off til tomorrow
what you could get done today after meaning to do it yesterday when procrastination stepped in the way. Axiomatic as this may be
how little thought has been given by me thinking there's plenty of time to make things right when, in fact, nears the night when, what should, and could have will likely never get done before the last grain of sand drops from the top of my hourglass. There are no time-outs
once our time is set in motion. We no longer have control; unable to adjust our moments, not knowing which granule will be the last to pass. akin to 'the pill' in roulette... Life is a game of chance. Hear ye, Hear ye, Kemo sabe.
You know what I write is more often right than believing night precedes day; though that's true, too, since a day begins at the stroke of midnight which is always dark unless you live at either pole once each year. |
Free Verse Poem writing prompt entry
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Writing Prompt Create a free verse poem. The topic is open. Enjoy the freedom of this form of poetry. |
The photo was found on Pexels.com and snapped by Thirdman, cropped by me, intending to show there are no timeouts once we take our first breath, normally.
The black and gold colors are meant to be the moments of sunlight in our personal blackboards.
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