Time Bandit
Oh, where does the time go?
I had it just a moment ago,
but it slipped through my fingers,
when it was going so slow.
I may have left it there,
in that drawer of old watches,
all wound down in due time.
I may have left it,
down by the river,
when fishing in my prime.
I may have left it,
between the snatches,
of multitasking mime.
Wherever it is, it's gone,
in that ever winding grind,
in the devilish details line.
That never ends or bends,
until we reach the end,
of our allotted mind.
The time bandit rules,
and steals from the fools,
wasting days and nights.
Am I one of those?
Because of my woes,
losing so many fights?
We'll never know,
it's gone with the go,
as the starting gun fires.
So I'll race to the line,
and make it just in time.
‘Cause my heart reels,
when the Time Bandit steals,
and I have run out of rhyme.
Copyright 2012 © Ronald W. Hull
8/1/12
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Joy L. Hale
As the farmer I once worked with in my teens - and I do mean teens - used to say, "Time goes on." I learned that this was his way of punctuating a conversation, no matter who started it, that he had no interest in developing. As I get older it seems that time itself has taken a leaf from his book and is similarly keen to punctuate each DAY long before I get round to developing it.
Incidentally, have you seen the Time Bandits film? Be great to have that map.
Stay well and keep writing
Eddy
Thank you, Ron
Sandy
We run fast the race for time has no end...
Teresa
very much enjoyed your evaluation and exploration here,
Ron, delivered in a deceptively simple style masking much
profundity
sorry i'm late getting here
but so much has been going on
john
Regis
Chip Bergeron
As I just told my Lady yesterday:
The Past is History - we cannot Change it - it is Gone!
The Future is Tomorrow - we have no Control!
The Present - TODAY -is ALL we have ... Use it Wisely! ENJOY IT!
"Time & Tide wait for No man!"
Peace ... Tom...
Muskodayn Bishkikee Ziishib
I have have done all I can with
this day, but if there is to be
another..I promise to try harder
for the time alloted *Ron*
such is the poet for the knowing
Lady Vivian
Love ya!
Jane
and steals from the fools,
wasting days and nights.
A most powerful reminder that we have so little time to waste.
and time can be un-kind, smoke em if u got em, time to un-wind...e
We can throw away time the way St François gave his father's money away. It all depends on the motivation, I guess...
Axilea
Anna
Blessings, xx
Christine
And is of sense forlorn:
A sadder and a wiser man
He rose the morrow morn.
Like Jerry, I'm always happy when I wake up and notice for one my name is not in the obituary and I am still on this side of the grass :)
Wonderful poem to time Ron
Love and Light
Lily