Sunlight and Shadows

Finding poetry in star dust, sunbeams, and passing clouds

Category: Time

  • Subject to Change

    The times are ever changing

    When is not the time for change?

    Always growing, starting, ending

    Things are different, time so strange

    Treasured things slip by so fast

    Hoped for things come by so slow

    They say hurry up and wait but

    Really you can’t ever know

    What today is promised sure

    Tomorrow may completely shift

    Like a mirage it disappears

    Into an atmospheric rift

    Don’t give up though just because

    Your plans change from what you knew

    Your hope, your future is all planned

    In the right time it will come true

    ,

  • New Year

    The turning of a year

    New number for each day

    A new start now is here

    Enter, find a way

    The leaving of a year

    Year full of joy and pain

    So many hard things, fear

    More victories won again

    The starting of a year

    New hope, new doors to find

    Fresh slate of time appear

    Leave harmful things behind

    The ending of a year

    So much to, thankful, say

    It was worth every tear

    To be right here today

    ,

  • Rising Tide

    Change moves like the rolling tide

    Slow but unstoppable force

    Pushing in or out to sea

    Inexorably from the source

    Moment’s glance can never tell

    What direction is its course

    Brilliant sky and blazing sun

    Paint the ocean aqua green

    Tempest winds and tall dark clouds

    Turn it to a stormy scene

    Sunset’s glowing reds and golds

    Calm the waves by evening

    Each molecule only turns

    Within the wave round and round

    But great ships are miles moved

    Out to sea or run aground

    Such subtle shifts with such great change

    Nowhere else on earth are found

    ,

  • Shoreline

    Cobwebs and petals suspended in time

    Caught in the rocks where the water can’t reach

    Waiting for something – someone to pass by

    New footprints in old, once more on the beach

    Footsteps of people traversing through time

    Following memories out on the pier

    A past child wading to sail wooden boats

    Feel that child’s hopefulness, helplessness, fear

    The past’s chilling winds blow strong off the bay

    Hold on, let it pass, do not be knocked down

    The clouds blow away, the sunshine breaks through

    Face toward the warmth and let healing be found

    The lighthouse stands strong, so timeless and sure

    Changeless no matter the darkness or rain

    Guiding the travelers to present from past

    Look up now to find the direction again

    ,

  • Waiting

    Waiting for a bus or train

    Waiting for the light to change

    Waiting for the rain to stop

    Waiting for the shoe to drop

    Waiting for a grade or raise

    Waiting on roadwork delays

    Waiting for another clue

    Waiting just to hear from you

    Waiting for the day to end

    Waiting to see round the bend

    Waiting for the phone to ring

    Waiting through the cold for spring

    Waiting for important news

    Waiting to see who will lose

    Waiting to prove if it’s true

    Waiting just to hear from you

    ,

  • Memories

    Such fickle things are memories

    So fragile, tenuous, but strong

    Some fade before the ink has dried

    While some will last in stone life-long

    And others flit like butterflies

    Appearing where they least belong

    But every one will play a part

    One note or chord to fill life’s song

    Time too plays quiet, clever tricks

    To alter memories as they age

    Intensifying color, strength

    Or else erasing from the page

    To piece a story that will hold

    Against the siege of life and loss

    To help us keep the things most dear

    Where love and joy and sorrow cross