At the end of the day

Make some hay

As the sun shines

You say

Sitting by the bay

As sun goes down

At the end of the day

Thought of hay

Furthest from my mind

As the sun shines, and

A zephyr ruffles the waves

My mind drifts to

What lies behind

A dream perhaps, not

Of what was lost

But what is yet to come

I know in my heart

As the sun

Goes down the bay

Somewhere a new dawn

A new sunrise

And I am ready

Come what may

To face the world

At the end of the day

TIME : Tuesday Photo Challenge

This is Frank’s week 100 of Tuesday Photo Challenge and the prompt, appropriately, is TIME.

In Frank’s own words, “As I test your patience, I thought it might be interesting to make that part of the theme for this week, selecting Time.  Of course, Time can be depicted in many ways, from the image of a clock, or the rhythmic swing of a metronome, to Times Square or whatever catches your creative eye!”

I am trying to depit it very personal way.  The toll that time has taken on my receding hairline.

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My hairline – November 2002

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My hairline, December 2017

What a difference fifteen years make.

Cruelty of time
Paid the penalty with
My receding hairline
In another fifteen years
If I am alive
Sun will shine
Reflection blinding
From non-existant hairline
My spouse will be happy
She won’t need a mirror
To adjust her makeup
She will be just fine
Oh, what fun it will be
To get back the hairline
Of my prime
Alas, not to happen
Toll had been taken
By cruelty of time

Here is another perspective of time, past, present and future in one photograph.

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The three stages of life: Bud, bloom and past its prime.

 

Nearing Journey’s End

‘…your hair was bound and wound

About the stars and moon and sun:’—W.B. Yeats

Many a miles we traveled together

Sunshine and starry nights as guide

Dark clouds and moonless nights

We stumbled but always had each other

Words superfluous, we were bound by love

Words not spoken we could clearly hear

Now at journey’s end, we have no fear

Even with eyes closed, faith will guide us there

Even if we can not hear each other

Looking into each other’s eyes, we can decipher

When our sights will fail us, gentle touch will suffice

Even if unforseen calamities do happen

Pathway to our hearts will remain open

And when all our senses fail, my dear

We will know time to say goodbye is near


This poem is in response to Jane Dougherty’s A Month (November) with Yeats Challenge day Twenty Three

Their Place In Sunshine Today: Three Line Tales, Week 68

three line tales week 68: a whole bunch of graduates at their graduation ceremonyphoto by Faustin Tuyambaze via Unsplash

Sea of freshly minted humanity unfurling waves of radiant hope for a rosy future

Let them enjoy their fifteen minutes of fame and their place in sunshine today

Before the world comes crashing down, robbing their innocence and trading their souls


TLT Week 68

A Clearing in the Clouds

Storm clouds will pass, sunshine will follow. But a tired body looks out for some place to rest.

A Clearing in the Clouds

Searching for the silver lining

In each passing cloud

As the storms roll by

Shelters hard to find

Know there is a tomorrow

Storms will pass

Clouds will clear

There will be sunshine

But for now I will settle for

A clearing in the clouds

To rest my tired bones

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