Sunday, July 28, 2013

Out of time


Out of time
Train leaves a town
Present - the past
Folded in hour

Out of time
Last words, a hug
Glamor positions
Memory track

Out of time
Old photograph
What seen against sun
Salty skin draft

Image credit: engadget.com

for Poets United 
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6 comments:

  1. Brian MillerJuly 28, 2013 at 11:16 AM

    i like that first stanza...personally i love the train...and the thought of present and past folding together...

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  2. MaryJuly 28, 2013 at 12:02 PM

    As I reflect on your poem the thought that comes to my mind is that eventually we all are out of time. Thus we MUST do what we can with the time we have.

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  3. LaTonya BaldwinJuly 28, 2013 at 12:47 PM

    Killer closing. Enjoyed.

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  4. Sherry Blue SkyJuly 28, 2013 at 12:49 PM

    Love "present the past folded in an hour"......it all goes as fast as a speeding train. Ack!

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  5. Pat HattJuly 28, 2013 at 1:48 PM

    Time can fly by, back to 1985 we all can't go haha

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  6. AnonymousJuly 29, 2013 at 7:50 AM

    Oh wow the pace of the poem definitely conveys the sense of urgency, fantastic job

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