All Comments on 'Time'

And when the present becomes past,

we ask, was it enough?

The only things that may outlast

are faith and hope and love.

"Offspring now grown

And darken becomes our gray.

Rapidly speeding; it has flown

In a blink, September becomes next May"

That's where I am now. Well said. Thanks.

More mood less limerick. Keep writing.

Dangerous is the one who with flourish language and careful writing misrepresents reality in such a way. To you I say: NO!

Marvelously introspective and conscious of this precious commodity we have called time.

"Yesterday is on a gurney" ...what a great metaphor!

And pay no attention to Monkeykinglives. There's no limerick here.

One of the things about writing poetry is we have to make a choice--if we insist on a rhythm/rhyme scheme then how we say what we feel is going to be limited, even though it's more satisfying (for me, anyway) to read.

You done good.

Such a beautiful, moving and poignant poem. Beautiful visuals, great rhymes and a powerful message. It's true, time passes by way too fast, and we can only try our best to make most of it so we wouldn't have any regrets when it is too late. I especially liked the lyric saying: "Yesterday is on a gurney", as well as this part:

"A flash, a moment and it’s gone

A finite amount is given

It’s your canvas, your world be drawn

Making your life worth liv’n."

Keep up the great work. I always enjoy reading your stories and poems.

Very well written Britt!!

LOVED IT! ABSOLUTELY!

Hello Britt...

Your poem 'Time' is both evocative and poignant at the same time in the way it makes one strongly recall images and memories of times gone by. But you are right... life is finite, and we should live it fully every single day.

- Slutty Matthew