Hours Poem by Rani Turton

Hours

Rating: 5.0


In spite of or rather because of
A boundless imagination bequeathed by my forebears

Leaping and skimming over life's incidents and accidents
Waiting and patience are not only virtues

In spite of or rather because of a certain sentience
That begins but doesn't complete the sentence

Phrases are like life; sometimes broken
At times unfinished and often unspoken

And these hours dribbling and dragging on, forever on
From the very beginning, the moment one is born.

When the end comes, alone in a foreign land
The hours will stop and nobody needs to understand.

Copyright: Rani Turton 2008

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kris Smith 17 September 2008

You have excelled yourself lady I will be thinking about that poem all day thanks Chris 10 x

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Kesav Easwaran 17 September 2008

'Phrases are like life; sometimes broken At times unfinished and often unspoken' Wonderful speaking line...a lovely poem on hours, alien...ten for you Rani

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Antonio Liao 19 September 2008

what a poem... you made me laugh and feel ashame....you have touch my heart and my mind... i like your style...keep it on... i have a fun in reading your poem 10/10

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Ashraful Musaddeq 24 September 2008

Lovely poem with nice imagery. Love it.

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Antonio Liao 01 October 2008

yah! so gentle whisper of the heart....... silence is the wisdom of hour, never it say... more of what is happening, yet....the hour witness all the moment of every minutes and seconds of time and life....you hold the moment of each readers, your poem realize that every event is moment of hour to remember... a great poem 10+... thank you my friend Rani

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Tom Balch 01 October 2008

The 'unspoken' can sometimes say more than the spoken,10+ regards Tom

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David Threadgold 01 October 2008

A great read and well put together. well done Regards Dave T. **10**

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Manonton Dalan 01 October 2008

when hours stop, you ain't forgotten somebody waiting for you in heaven above ground remember your kindness your love, your anger and your patience so keep hoping, keep loving, in small steps goodness, deep in our heart an mind keeps thanks. marvelous poem. md

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Dwayne Bailey 27 September 2008

Great poem and great play on words. A 10 to say the least. Dwayne Bailey

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