Time was invented by mankind. It structures our days. We build towers to see what time it is, and even wear it on our arms. It helps us to stay focused. We keep schedules. Yet time is so fleeting.

This poem is a Septolet.
The Septolet is a poetic format that keys off of word count rather than syllable count. It has fourteen words. It is broken between two stanzas that make up the fourteen words. Each stanza can have seven words each, but that is not a firm requirement. Both stanzas deal with the same thought and create a picture. It may be rhymed or unrhymed. There are seven total lines also. So there are two sets of seven words spread across seven lines of poetry. That explains the name, Septolet, meaning - small sevens.

This photograph was taken by the author in a small mall located in Mendota Heights, Minnesota.

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