A well written and very good poem you have,take care

Edwin

such yearning and tenderness which deserves answers, deserves slow time passing in answer's fulfillment. A soul cry that searches for its corresponding echo. Contemplative and vulnerable. Lovely, Dale. xx

Obviously written by a man who has obviously experienced loneliness. Beautifully heart wrenching.

This poem feels sad to me. As if the voice here is searching for something and never finds it. The longing is haunting! Love and Hugs,
Sheila

like sand slips
through your fingers
so goes time

How so true, my friend.

Oh my,wonderful writing sweet man..Hugsss

WONDERFUL POEM!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE YOUR WORDS!!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

wow--hadn't thought of it quite like this--a well written piece

Great use of metaphors/similies Dale. Outstanding poem my friend. I praise your talent.
Hugs,
Marcia

So true, but thankfully you can write a poem like this and keep your time occupied! Beautiful Dale!...ET

Oh this is so deep and solemn and just makes one want to offer comfort....

Be always safe,
Karen

We are aware beyond what we can see and touch--of the cruel grip that time has on our temporal bodies. Is this the reason we rush about and fill every waking moment with activity to try and push it into the background? It's when we are quiet and at rest when that emptiness brings awareness of where we really are in time. The soul yearns for true connection and meaning. Brilliant use of metaphor--being pulled under water and fighting for breath. This is a write that is disturbing in that many can relate, if we pause long enough to really grasp it's meaning...Love, Lin

Time, like sand can never be held, the tighter you hold on to it, the faster it slips away from your hand. Your poem presents a deep insight into one elusive facet of life - time. The start "what happens to you, when time is in your hands...and the closing "spinning into dust left only, grasping air" can relate to life itself, being lost into emptiness.

Cynthia