Time Held

By Starfish Girl

Mon, 13 Oct 2014
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I don't (and can't) write poetry. My writing class exercise this week, write a poem about something precious to you!!!

This is my attempt, is it poetry?

 

A moment encapsulated, preserved

Amber holding a life once lived

So with these images.

Edges have become indistinct,

Lives blurred by lost memories.

Colours desaturated or absent

Only adding to the mystery.

 

What thoughts lie behind,

Hidden by enigmatic half smiles.

Time held in a seamless bubble.

Past and future of no importance

The here and now sheltered,

Protected, to be rediscovered

And cherished, saved for the future.

 

 

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Comments

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

Poetry indeed, lovely.

Submitted by Starfish Girl on

Thank you so much for the encouragement.

Lindy

Submitted by VeraClark on

Definitely poetry, Lindy. 'desaturated colours' is really visual. Hope you've opened the poetic vein and start going wild.

 

Submitted by Starfish Girl on

Thanks Vera your comments have given me confidence to try again (and improve)

Lindy

Submitted by Bee on

I really liked this, Lindy. 

Bee

Submitted by Starfish Girl on

Thank you so much Bee

Lindy

Submitted by jeand on

Hi LIndy

I too find poetry hard to write, and am not sure if I ever manage to achieve what poetry is supposed to do. But this is a lovely little poem. I like the idea of a moment being like preserved amber. It is sort of like writing of any kind - one tries to encapsulate a thought or a story, hoping that someone in the future will find it and feel it was worthy of being saved.

Jean

Jean Day

Submitted by Tipp Hex on

As a fellow non-poet, who knows? Liked it tho...

Tipp Hex