Time Poem by Ludolf Dauphin

Time



Imagine time
take one minute
even a second
breath,
think.
How much time do we have
Or does it time who have us?
Consumed us
like innocent dreams of a child
So sweet, yet so fragile,
fading away.
Time is tomorrow.
Time is today.
Yesterday,
time sailed aimlessly
unraveled the present
across the ocean
under the crescent moon
in the deep silence of the night.
Time is hope, empty and full.
Time is a dream
some days short, other time long
Time is the day
months and years.
Time is never enough.

Sunday, June 5, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: time
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tom Allport 05 July 2017

a wonderful poem of something that is manmade, time is our illusion it does not exist! .................well written.

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Edward Kofi Louis 05 June 2016

Time is everything! And, time waits for no one. Nice work.

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Ludolf Dauphin 16 June 2016

I dislike it when people say they have time..Thank you

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