Timewindow
•
the love we’ve given
have ignored
or brought to hurt
what we’ve created
left undone
or have destroyed
all we cherish
misunderstand
or do regret
who we were
who we are
or will become
our thread of life
ever unspooling
through time’s open window
…
rob kistner © 2007
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Quest
•
for years I’ve given chase
with cunning plan
and clever plot
with faith and vigor
an earnest quest
to track the prize
a life’s endeavor
but I grow weary
my stride unsteady
bent by time
the yoke of worry
the weight of loss
still I carry on
relentless in pursuit
of fleeting opportunity
someday to find
its elusive open window
…
rob kistner © 2007
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Oh how these poems spoke to me. I always love to read your work as I find it extraordinary in so many ways.
Thank you, you are so very kind! 😉
Your gracious words lift me, at this very low time emotionally.
Time cannot be slowed or captured.
Only savored.
One window at a time.
Brian –
How very true — and so it goes…
A cool breeze is just what I needed. (A comment for your other poem!)
(a comment for the other poem)
love, love this one! especially these lines:
“zephyred fingers
toss your hair”
such dreamy, swirly quality to your night breeze.
I enjoyed reading both. Commenting gets difficult here. So I had to come back.
You create such good images in both.