I missed this one but heard your recital of it. Jude this is a tender side of your heart that you don't show too often but it's worth waiting for. True words, little time and no time to waste. Beautiful poem.
and that is for sure or be doomed
this is a constant message as of late knocking on my door and as much as i know.....i am afraid to face it
but this poems saids it best and you say it with heart
proper share for these closing times!!!
You are showed here, that life is short and we have to live each day to the fullest. Sometimes you just have to take a chance. Once again you have shared with us outstanding imagery.
When one are ready to kick eightytwo, little time has an humongous significance, as big as when the man in the Funeral Parlor licks his chops when I go by.
For me, it is not madness who's pulling me closer to earth.
Great write.
Georg
A wonderful paraphrase of your own signature tune, Hey Jude!.. Or, perhaps, The Ballad Of John and Yoko... Whatever; has the tender Lennon guru quality to it, somehow, and reading it I have a clear picture of the album cover of Sargeant Pepper's LHCB come to me... perhaps I should look more closely... I know the bust of Dylan Thomas is in the picture, but perhaps there's a mugshot of you there as well somewhere!?? :)) Yep, seems kinda fitting that there they all Fab Four were, looking down at their own graveside floral tributes... And sobering, as things turned out. It's a mad, mad world alright. And, believe it or not, the artwork for that album cover was done by a woman in my village. Brownies Honour. A very loving exhortation couched in a most placid but sanguine tone. We still all have so much to experience and accomplish in this life before the bar goes down or the balloon goes up... ALL we have been born and purposed for must be achieved through putting ourselves through the rough, the smooth, the delight and the devastation. Lead on, Macduff.... TY K xx
yes, of course, one would be pressed to effectively counter this sage message, my dear jude; except perhaps to say that the beckoning abyss of the night sky, with all its exquisite twinkling stars, is a most enchanting place in which to fade way...
sublime write, poet.
peace,
carolyn
This poem resonates with my present sentiments as I ponder the direction of my life.
There must be millions of people contemplating in the same way, in a world that is pulling, nay, compelling us to submit to its base instincts.
every moment that one shares with another is time...we can choose to use the time in a loving and meaningful manner or simply turn our backs and live the moments just the opposite.
it is sad if one chooses the latter.
down each of our roads we must travel and then what we did or did not do with our time will catch up with us one way or the other.
Simply speaking,
...From the Heart of an Artist Quiet Storm
This is a beautiiful poem, and there is so "Little Time" You state all he lovely things one needs to do to fill the minutes of life so quickly passing. (The clock of life is wound but once.)
Well written, to the point and life really does move fast and do Have just a little time to live it, time doesn't wait so hears hoping The Lord is in Your life!!
Love And Peace To You Always..Morning Star
Jude, this is a great write -- your last line sums it all up perfectly. Time doesn't wait -- we tend to trip over our inertia!
Very well written.
Love,
CJ
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on February 10, 2007
Action is needed for results as you have so cleverly pointed out within this write.
Time is precious and the more sand that passes through life's hourglass, the more we need to be conscious of each remaining grain and not let opportunities pass us by. We need to refuse to be drawn down by the state of the world, and waste away our precious moments dwelling in sorrows of things that we cannot change. Live each day as though it was our last...that is sound advice and you have laid that upon the page, dressed up in poetic verse. Nice work!
Take care,
Sherry
this sense of coming shift of monumental porportions is why I haven't been writing I think. what I love about your poems that address similar themes is that you somehow manage to stay in the idea of action and movement. wise words, Jude. may we all find the strength to act for good. Dawn
I really like this piece, it reminds me of our own mortality and how realisticly little time we have to accomplish our mark on this world.
"Disallowing the impending
Crush of being" <------- This line is smooth I like it.
The day comes and we seem to all think the same. A friend in my neihborhood remarked that something is foreboding . The undercurrent is at a fevered piytch now. One day we may not waken to the Robin's call. Your words are foreboding as well.
You always pen emotions with more depth than most venture.
Susan
Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)
Reviewed on February 10, 2007
'Little Time' has a message for us all. Time is running out; we need to live for today and not look back. God Bless, Holly
Wonderful write with a wise message. Life is too short not to enjoy and grasp the moment, I don't want to look back through the years of my life and say "I wish I had, or if would have done, or I didn't have time..." we have one life with no prescribed expiration date...so we must live every day as it could be our last! You've inspired me this morning my friend!
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
As I read this, I thought of my own life. It took me so long to get used to the idea of being in my 40's. Now I'm trying to grab as much out of every day as I can! Great poem!
Reviewed by Victor Buhagiar (Reader)
Reviewed on February 10, 2007
There is always little time. Sometimes we accomplish, sometimes we fail. Pity many leave things like salvation for tomorrow. Victor
Fine expose of what we "don't" do until we find there is no time left in which to do it. We make errands for ourselves and run out of time. Good thoughts, good structure, well expressed.
George
As always Jude your work speaks with an insight that seems to come form some wise sage master of old. We too oftne forget that our time here on this earth is limited until it runs out.
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this is a constant message as of late knocking on my door and as much as i know.....i am afraid to face it
but this poems saids it best and you say it with heart
proper share for these closing times!!!
~hugs~
Karen
For me, it is not madness who's pulling me closer to earth.
Great write.
Georg
Excellent!
Sandie May Angel :o)
sublime write, poet.
peace,
carolyn
This is, as usual, one of your better writes.
Chrissy
There must be millions of people contemplating in the same way, in a world that is pulling, nay, compelling us to submit to its base instincts.
Evocative piece.
Regards
Dai
Ron
it is sad if one chooses the latter.
down each of our roads we must travel and then what we did or did not do with our time will catch up with us one way or the other.
Simply speaking,
...From the Heart of an Artist Quiet Storm
~Carole
Love And Peace To You Always..Morning Star
Very well written.
Love,
CJ
Another Z Best Right On Wrie...
TRASK
Hugs Angela
Take care,
Sherry
Love & Light always and in all ways,
Joseph*
Brilliant insight from a gifted heart that sees himself exactly as he is!
Light and Wisdom ...
"Disallowing the impending
Crush of being" <------- This line is smooth I like it.
Deeply effective and powerful, a clarion call for action: well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
God Bles,
Michael
You always pen emotions with more depth than most venture.
Susan
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
Thank you dear poet,,,, God Bless!!
Love Tinka
George
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