gregwa8
gregwa8
Jun 23, 2018

The Long Gift of Time

There are those days
That feel like getting stuck
Behind a double wide trailer

Like getting caught
In a swirling eddy
In the river of life

Like being put on hold
That damn elevator music
And the message repeating

“We’re sorry for the inconvenience,
We’ll be with you
As quickly as we can”

"Please stay on the line"

As quickly as you can
Can feel slower
Than petrification

But those days become
Fossils

Banners across the back
Of our lives

Reminders that time
Is not in our control

We are in its

And it means always
To be a gift

About This Poem

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?

Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Maryland, USA

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Comments

R

raj

6 years 10 months ago

a good take on Time and its impact on our life. I thought the line "we are in its" to be incomplete, is it?
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Obadiah Grey

And then there are the days
We get laid !!!!

An interesting piece, Greg, and I was grateful for the lift of the final two lines.

Obi.

IRiz

IRiz

6 years 10 months ago

I like the poem, especially the ending. The idea is clear.
I relate to the images. The flow is slightly hesitant as if you want to hold your reader and test his patience. LOL.

lovedly

Iriz.. u and I just composed
on the common relative of man
TIME

yes there is nothing beyond time
so does your lovely poetry rhyme