Life is full of stop signs-
Drifting through the red,
My mind travels my journeys.
The old man waiting to cross-
No time for this, or that,
Hurrying along the way-
Needed to STOP to breathe.
The old man waiting to cross-
Green appears, the rush fades in,
Time is gone so quickly-
But the rushing lasts so long.
The old man waiting to cross-
All is a blur now- streaking by,
I circle back one more time-
The image so clear now.
The old man waiting to cross-
The old man is time
Author notes
we all hate stop signs..until it is time to stop, reflect, and listen to ourselves...Peace
Written February 6th, 2003
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WE as humans forget sometimes that we indeed need to stop and smell the roses.. or look around us to see what it is we are missing.. I love that way you have written this piece Muddy.. For it sends a wonderful message that life will pass you by.. If we don't take the time to stop and enjoy life......................... Thank you for awaking me to this feeling......
Your Friend..
Carin..... -
Wonderful write. The ending was a surprise. Which is usually a good thing, as it was here. Lent a certain something, which I can't name, to the piece. Interesting and well done.
~*~*~*Sincerely, Janet*~*~*~ -
Very well written piece here!
i especially loved the metaphor of the old man!
keep up the great works!
blessings to you
mike -
Interesting poem. I was actually kind of surprised when you came out and said he was time at the end. Different approach to revealing what you wanted readers to see.
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OO well written! I love how you carried the old man part down into all the stanzas.Great write!!!
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Stars badger and irritate old men always wait but time leaves all behind in it's wake. Nice write - maybe something more in there...
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Iliked the surreal feel to this poem the differing speeds coexisting side by side
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real impressive write, and a great read
love it
matt -
oh nice...driving in circles ti try to catch time before it crosses...nice reflection!
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I agree with all of the above comments that this was one well crafted piece. It floated through my head so fast that I had to read it over again and slow down with the words.
I liked this as I was reading this, I though that we are always in a rush to do things and to get to places... We rush time, because time rushes us. Time passes by us so quickly and I think that without even noticing it, we realize this more than we know. That sounds comfusing, doesn't it? lol I guess what I mean is that when we are rushing in the car to get no where, I think that we are rushing because we know that time is passing by so quickly. If we don't get to no where fast then so much time would have passed by between point A to point B.
Ok, going to shut up now!
Lovely poem.
Much love,
Lady Sarah
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very clever! great style and creativity!
"Time is gone so quickly-
But the rushing lasts so long. "
very nice!
~Dria~ -
wow, i love this, a very neat aproach! very creative indeed!!!!
I loves it! it has a great flow to it too ^_^
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I like this, lots to contemplate... very creative work. I love poems related to "time"... the one thing we have absolutely no control over...Always enjoy your work, this is well done :-)
~ Wendy
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I agree with karen...very reflective write...I know I am trying harder to stop and smell the flowers...look around at life...dont take anything for granted...remember the little things, and honor the fact that you have at least that...because those little things add up...you have a good message here...thank you for sharing...~~Jenn
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Interesting--- I like this quite a bit. Argh, stop signs- I'm taking driver's ed right now and getting stressed suddenly. Heh. Great write.
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Very serene and reflecful write I love this
Take care,
Karen
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One very talented man.. Thank you for your beautiful words Muddy..
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