From Womb to tomb

From Womb to tomb

A Poem by Gee
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How brief this life

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How fleeting is this journey
time passes at a pace,
so brief is our existence
as from womb to tomb we race.

No sooner first breath taken
then death it masks the face,
and all that's gained are memories
as from womb to tomb we race.

And with eternal sleep now granted,
into wooden shrouds we're placed
where our dreams will be of all we missed
as from womb to tomb we raced.









© 2020 Gee


Author's Note

Gee
Yet another quickie :))

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Aye it fair clips along just like the ticking clock of our days as our mortal selves slip and slither into old age and finally we separate our quarks and distribute them across space. Nicely paced and rhymed with a touch of ironic humour.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Gee

4 Years Ago

Cheers John..
I'll be 80 in some months
where did it all go
perhaps, after this life, we will have time to relax, sit back and laugh about the dumb things we all did

Posted 4 Years Ago


Gee

4 Years Ago

Good morning, thanks for dropping in Dave
Clever play on words and how true we travel that timeline to quickly!

Posted 4 Years Ago


Gee

4 Years Ago

Good morning Ana, thank you.
Hope all is well.
Papaya

4 Years Ago

Good morning, Gee. All well and hope the same for you!
A quickee but very deep.
All three passages are well written and read with great rhythm

Posted 4 Years Ago


Gee

4 Years Ago

Again thank you Sharda
This is why a moment wasted is moment lost and never to be experienced. Our span is so short, hardly a blink of the creators eye, to waste it is a sin. But that race, oh, that race, how it steals from us if we aren't careful.

Beccy.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Gee

4 Years Ago

You'll wake up one day and the young fella will have a booming double bass voice, beard and will hav.. read more
Beccy

4 Years Ago

He turned thirteen in July last year and is already beginning to boom, no sign of so much as a whisk.. read more
A quickie worth reading. In the end, life will have been lived in such a short time. If we could only know this when we're young. Yet, we learn to be indestructible until age catches up with us.

Great writing, Gee.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Gee

4 Years Ago

Aye, ya wake up and there is some old, wrinkled codger stating back out of the mirror.
Cheers.. read more
we race from womb to tomb, forgetting that tomb races towards us at the same speed,, the dirty bast...

Posted 4 Years Ago


Gee

4 Years Ago

The dirty wee b*****d indeed
Cheers
The rhythm of the piece is so lulling. Limited time is a somber truth. Excellent poem.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Gee

4 Years Ago

Thank you kindly Jennifer
I love your quickie as it reflects the quickie we call life! Last evening I watched some documentary about some Everest climb/disaster which felt like just an eyeblink ago . . . at the end, when I saw it was in the early 90's, I got to thinking . . . that was 30 years ago! How did that happen!?!? It felt just like in your poem! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 4 Years Ago


Gee

4 Years Ago

Aye, life passes in the blink of an eye, seemingly speeding up.as we age.
Thank you Margie, h.. read more
barleygirl

4 Years Ago

It's been a mild beautiful winter here & I still have plenty of firewood left! *wink! wink!*
dearest Gee... to embrace our destiny... is to enjoy each day with a passion.
We are given a Canvas to brush with colors of beauty where rainbows appear
when we least expect. Eternity can wait at Heavens Gate... as we cross meadows
with wild flowers and sing with the Birds on Mountain Tops. Your poem is a Canvas
of gentle persuasion. truly, Pat

Posted 4 Years Ago


Gee

4 Years Ago

Good morning Patricia, thank you for your beautiful words

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Milton keynes, United Kingdom



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