We walk the tide line
barefoot on the morning sand,
your steps close by mine.
Later, I return alone
but no trace of us remains.
Ryan Stone
Hourglass
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16 responses to “Hourglass”
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How short-lived, those moments we want to last forever are, and, there’s, no, holding on, to something that’s, already, dead, and, gone…
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[…] My poem here originally began as a 4 line comment/anecdote on Ryan Stone’s “Hourglass” poem he posted two days ago, and I have rehashed those words and created an interesting “Pyramid Poem” … Thanks to Ryan for being the source of the “Watermarks” poem … please click on this link to visit his fabulous site >> https://daysofstone.com/2023/08/31/hourglass/ […]
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So lovely, Ryan! Inspires us to be mindful. Some beautiful moments are fleeting! ❤
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