Fleeting Moments

Moments flutter by on butterfly's wings,
Unevenly flittering through the air.
Here, and then gone again,
Leaving an impression of beauty,
Leaving a unique mark,
And forever changing life.

 

Time is fleeting,
Slipping through the cracks.
Sand in an hourglass.
There's always too much,
But never enough.
It's precious,
It's taken for granted.

 

Time is constant,
But each moment is unique.
It is steady, always beating,
But changes in an instant.
Growing, evolving, never freezing
Time is all we really have.

Reviews

[Robert Luna]

The moment we realize time is all we have but have wasted so much of it in the past or living in the past and not for the now and possible future is at times for some a moment of greif and sadness. You captured this almost panic state as you find yourself wanting to do more with the time you have. That is all any of us can do, is do he best we can with the time that is allotted to us.

Really enjoyed this piece I could not help but to start reading it in the beginning at a normal pace and found myself reading it faster towards the end as if the tempo had picked up in my head.

Wonderfully Done!!!!

[Doug]

this poem is so true. this is the basic theme that i wrote my story (the song of the sea) on. the whole story was about how a misunderstanding wasted their lives, how it kept them from the joy they could have had. well said. thanks.

[TL Boehm]

yes it is our time right now...right here. in this moment. this is a beautiful, thoughtful poem. I loved it.

[Yvonne Heidt]

Dezaraye, this is perfectly thought out, executed and delivered. You have captured the essence of time for a moment and shared it with us. This is perfect and should be published.

[Morning Song]

Very thoughtfully developed and presented, Dezaraye. Each moment is indeed unique. And it is OUR moment, to do with it what we will.

Hugs...
Jeri

[Emily B]

This is beautiful, Dezaraye. Every line!

[Phillip William Allen]

Truth in every line. When it comes down to it, it's also the most precious thing we have.

[Gandré]

Time is an illusion.

great write.