Sunlight and Shadows

Finding poetry in star dust, sunbeams, and passing clouds

Category: Time

  • Maze

    How do time and place contrast

    That time goes by but places last?

    Time changes place, then time moves on

    While somehow place holds moments gone

    But pieces of both time and place

    Are carried forward in the race

    They seep within us, mixing, shaping

    And unexpectedly escaping

    To mold and meld with future time

    To give life rhythm, tone, and rhyme

    How do time and place entwine

    To mark events where they align?

    Abstract and tangible unite

    And pieces of a story write

    Then move on forward to the next

    Unless preserved in mind or text

    That keep past stories living on

    To make a space where we belong

    We mark these moments in life’s climb

    Through the maze of place and time

  • Change

    Sometimes change comes on little cat feet

    Tiptoes in and snatches a seat

    Lurks in a corner til you notice it’s there

    And challenges you to meet its stare

    Sometimes change comes in a tidal wave

    No warning or chance to escape it gave

    Before striking and washing all plans out to sea

    Leaving a brand new reality

    Sometimes change comes as an ice cold wind

    Creeping, filling where warmth had been

    Invisibly changing the air that you breathe

    No choice but to act or you will freeze

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  • Time

    Time moves like the rising tide

    Slow but unstoppable force

    Time spreads like the ocean wide

    Subtly ever changing course

    Time creeps like a stalking cat

    Sneaking up when no one sees

    Time frays like an old straw hat

    Losing pieces to the breeze

    Time comes like a doorbell’s ring

    Paths converging now and here

    Time goes like a northern spring

    Slips away until next year

    Time always marked and measured

    Synchronizing rhythm, rhyme

    Time can’t touch moments treasured

    Experiences not bound by time

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  • Present

    Walk through rays of time with me

    Dust-filled sunbeams in a wood

    Feel the breath of memory

    Wind through trees so long have stood

    Listen to the past run by

    Gurgling brook of mountain rain

    Watch as sun and shadows fly

    Clouds blow in and out again

    Hear the sounds of evening near

    Nesting bird calls in the trees

    Count the points of starlight clear

    Pure and timeless, silent breeze

    Bid another day farewell

    Wrapped in glorious vivid hue

    Taste the moon’s great lustrous spell

    Against twilight’s deepening blue

    Sit so still that we can feel

    The rotation of the world

    Time and space now centered here

    Present, past, and future swirled

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