Time.

I set a challenge on The Escapism Project to write a poem about a rose without mentioning the words rose or flower, this was the prize for the winner.
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Time is fleeting
Time is gone
Since our greeting
Time is gone

Like a river
Flowing past
With a shiver
Gone so fast

What can remain
What can stay
We start to wane
Fade to grey

Time is fleeting
Time is gone
Since our greeting
Time is gone
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Hope you enjoy, please feel free to comment.
The Lonely Recluse.

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~ by The Lonely Recluse on August 23, 2012.

4 Responses to “Time.”

  1. From beginning to end this holds you in melancholy that is nearly as transient as the subject. Beautifully done.

  2. Smooth delivery and it kinda rhymed when I read it aloud. It feels like a poem to illustrate the richness of time, how we should treasure it else it will just pass us by!

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