Tagged: time

short story about growing old 0

The Tree

Short Story   I can’t remember the first time I saw the sun. Memories only go back to when I was about three years old, and by then I was about four feet tall....

freedom poem 0

Sailing With Life

Poem   There is always Someone for someone A soul for soul Friends are the one thing Hard to find and keep Yet, keep your eyes On the open waters Or the open road...

god story 0

Before Time

Science Fiction   Orb Kreesh was meant as a prototype before the beginning of time and life, created by Karby, the magnificent. Karby wanted to try if life could be created and sustained so...

poems about life plans 0

Time

Poem   Time dancing on your head, you cannot be everywhere you think you can. Scanning through schedules, checking every man. Disappointment will persist, inevitable lack of a plan. Plan what you may, plan...

Boyhood 0

The ‘IF’ Factor

Fifteen minutes left. Time was laughing in his face, in autocratic control of the situation. He was subject to the intervals. The sunlight beckoned through the window, but he was afraid to rush to...

Peaks 0

Peaks

The time has grown long. Many have stopped climbing and headed back down. Some have just decided to settle on the spot where they grew tired. And now, two more have chosen utterly different...

Owl 0

Fold

Tasting you through the bastion you set up Need progresses farther; lightning in a slingshot slip does just that, to the floor yours tastes like it was waiting for mine a cool rendition of...

New York City 0

Other Tuesdays

Other Tuesdays were not as bleak The trees held more leaves Nature’s warmth still held us close As the fall winds called for change Other Tuesdays were better off spent There were cobblestone streets...

Shoes on the Beach 0

Sands of My Broken Timing Glass

How long until the sands run out Of your ticking, tracking eyes That look so freely in and through me And gaze upon shores of my muddled tries How long until the sands run...

Edge 0

Through Time

You can hear the steps On the road Suffocated sounds and voices In the distance You can almost feel the sun On your skin And see the sky From the window The world is...

Sad Poem, Art Photo 0

Perpetual Agony

Poem   Dragging through perpetual agony I crave for that familiar feel Surfing through the layers I dip into the marsh mellow cake Sparkling in the depths Are those ever expressive eyes I plunge...

Poem About Life 0

A Corner In Me

Poem About Life   Swirling through the streams of my blood, there was a deep voice that struck. Numbered breaths of smoke and lust, Numbered breaths of fresh, green crust. Numbered things under money’s...