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Showing posts with label Time. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Time. Show all posts

Friday, September 4, 2026

Time and Space


 




Reversal of direction 

time to pause

space to breathe 

time to refocus

space for renewed energy.






“The greatest pleasure in life is 

doing what people say you cannot do.”

~ Walter Bagehot,

journalist, economist and essayist

Sunday, August 30, 2026

In-Between Time


There is an in-between speed 

that has no destination, 

  no timing, 

    no when to stop, 

  when to step on the gas, 

a strange and awkward place 

where imagination can roam free 

   to choose a book to read, 

     a walk to take, 

no sense of urgency 

until rain pours in violent torrents 

  when windows must be closed

drains cleared of dried flower petals. 

A stop and go time that fills 

once more with in-between time.



“Sometimes the space between knowing what to do 

and actually doing it is a very short walk. 

Other times it is an impossible expanse.”

 ~ David Levithan, author

Thursday, August 13, 2026

The Flow of Time


There is time ~

there is always time 

   a glide 

so soft and quick 

not slow 

  nor fast 

    nor even steady, 

life exists in the moments 

that surround us. 

How did you feel 

  the flow of time yesterday?



“I blinked my eyes 

and in an instant, 

decades had passed.”

~ John Mark Green, 

Last the Wild Wonder: Poems

Wednesday, August 5, 2026

Celestial Hands of Time


Time slipped 


 minute by minute 


   the only thing visible 


     the sun and the moon 


~ celestial hands of 


true time that watch 

  

    over each day and night.


“My roses are my jewels; 

the sun, moon and stars my clocks; 

fruit and water my fare.”

~ Lady Hester Stanhope 

(1776 ~ 1839)

Tuesday, August 4, 2026

Into View




Suspending time, 

memories slid into view, 


softened treasures cherished, 

blackened edges honoured


 ~ yesterday’s blossoms of

learning, knowing and feeling.


Suspending time, 

memories slid into view….




“As long as there are memories, yesterday remains.”

~ Billy Joel, pianist

Saturday, August 1, 2026

There It Went - YESTERDAY - Theme for August 2026



Yesterday remembers…

Entertaining choices….

Suspending time….

Time slipped….

Everything went…..

Recalling each…..

Dreading what…

Ambition to…..

Yawning despite…..




“I can’t go back to yesterday ~ because I was a different person then.”

~ Lewis Carroll, writer

(1832 ~ 1898)

Wednesday, March 18, 2026

Fish or Flowers

When the order of things is 

1 ~ 2 ~ 3 ~ 

and so on….

but the time of things 

does not match the order, 

how to make sense of it all 

just do what needs doing 

ignore #2 to answer 

the phone when it rings, 

accept a sudden appointment 

because 

it has been too long a wait, 

push #3 aside to make room 

for the laundry

from the dryer, 

put #1 to the back of 

the order of things. 

It is not my order but an order 

I have yet to envision ~

my fingers, my feet and my heart 

seem to know differently.


“Deep in human unconscious is a pervasive need for a logical universe 

that makes sense, But the real universe is always one step beyond logic.”

~Frank Herbert, Dune

Tuesday, February 24, 2026

A Feeling


Time to stop, time to go

Time to sleep, time to rise


Time to love, 

Time to be yourself



choose the time that fits 

a schedule 


the calendar or

our hearts, 


merely a knowing, 

intuition with no colour, 


no little bell that rings, 

no pop up flag, 


merely a feeling

too easy to dismiss…


“I believe in intuitions and inspirations…

I sometimes FEEL that I am right. 

I do not KNOW that I am.

~ Albert Einstein

Thursday, February 19, 2026

10 More Minutes




10 more minutes 

while flutes play, 

fingers poised 

over laptop keys 

and still nothing comes 

so I will end this missive

and bid you goodnight.




“Learn to enjoy every minute of your life. Be happy now.”

“Earl Nightingale, author

(1921 ~ 1989)

Saturday, February 7, 2026

A Healing Time


Easing my heart is 

            a healing time 


when life inside seems 


  separate from life without. 


To cry inside 

  when work demands a smile.  

To want to scream aloud 


  when only words will do. 


To want to rage and pace 


  when calmness feels so much better. 


A healing time needs all of these things ~ 


  an ebb and a flow, 


a wild tide and a calm sea


Easing my heart is a healing time.


“Our way is not soft grass; it’s a mountain path with lots of rocks. 

But it goes upwards, forward, toward the sun.”

~ Dr. Ruth Westheimer, (1928~ 2024)