Near Nothing At All

It's about matter

One’s life is no more or less

Than an hourglass made flesh

Each grain of sand

But a heartbeat of man

Each breath a small death

In the end…

We’re no more than metronomes

Fashioned from flesh and bones

Mere measure of mortality

No more…No less

We’re no more than photons

Mere flashes of light

No more than a meteor’s

Brief flight in the night

A minute component

An atom at best

No more than an hourglass

…Made flesh…

Author's Note

Couplets

Reviews

[Terry Edwin Walstrom]

I enjoyed the precision, unpretentiousness and simplicity of this piece.
It flowed trippingly off the tongue--always the best test!
So many of these sorts of forays into the old-fashioned, straight-ahead declarative couplet
are marred by over-reaching blandness, imho. It's so easy to state the obvious with a sense of discovery, I fear.
Yet, I did not flinch once or feel a rush of insulin.
A solid piece of writing!
Thank you

[David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)]

I appreciate your appreciating it Terry. Thank you for a very nice review. I'm not often reviewed and when I am it's usually by just a faithful few.