time

time is beautiful

that's what i used to believe

when my world was young

and equations were solved 

with the ease of youth

the future was sewn up with beautiful embroidery

bright stitches creating such a rosy display

words stood guard at the doors of my soul

sweet words i felt certain would never sour

but now time is a weapon

the future has started to ravel at the edges

fading a bit more with each passing year

and those words have lost not only their sweetness

but their ability to shield me

equations refuse to add up

so no matter how hard i try 

to gaze through rose-colored glasses

time is bordering on ghastly

Reviews

[Lorry]

When a friend becomes the enemy. I was thinking that just today, as I rambled along a hiking path, looking on jealously at the hills and munros I used to run up without a thought.
I told some tourists who had descended, that I was jealous of how easy they made it look and they burst out laughing. They had been saying the same thing of me on their descent, sitting on a bench with a flask, just enjoying the scene.
I guess we can all feel a little jealous at times, but would I want to change places with them? Absolutely :)
A wonderful and thpught filled wrote to start the year in style Lydi.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you for this very wise review, my friend. It is true, those we envy might envy us as well. Lydi**

[barleygirl]

This is such a brilliant share, Lorry, it's beggin to be posted as a story! Fondly, Margie

[Lorry]

I did write about it in my journal/notebook but it had more to do with their accents. There was two Scots and two swedes in the group. The scots is a kind of sing song accent that was quite highland(ish), but the swedes both sounded like the cook from the muppets :)

[Cassie]

I relate to this so much, Equations are not adding up at all on my case

[Lydia Shutter]

But they will again, dear Cassie....truly they will. Thank you for your visit. Lydi**

[Cassie]

Thank you for that encouragement my friend

[Jade]

Time can either be a friend or not. I enjoyed this it's quite intriguing.
So nicely expressed

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks again, Brandie. I appreciate your review. Lydi*

[Sami Khalil]

It is so true. Time can be a friend or foe, a solution or a dilemma. Our perspectives of course change with it, our needs and priorities. I love how you contrast things using marvelous imagery. Wonderful as usual.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you so much, Sami. Happy New Year to you. Lydi**

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome. Same to you.

[redzone]

time is often a very mean and cruel task master... tick tock tick tock, it's never ending until of course our time's up.... but thinking on time, I realize that it is TIME for more COFFEE.... thanks Lydi for the wake up call... er.. what??!!! your poem doesn't include coffee???? drats… or is that darts, some of those smaller "arrows of time" thrown at the bullseye of life and having only one direction.... but if we are going to get into direction and time and space and relativity and equations, then I definitely need more coffee.... you know they tell us we can waste time... hmmm... now where did I put that sledgehammer so I can actually kill time... yep that's my comment and I'm sticking to it... ;0)
Lydi, your poems are always so wonderful and "Nice", I love taking the TIME to read them.... excuse me though as I must go get another coffee....

[Lydia Shutter]

Hey hey, coffee'll cost ya....a few minutes for each cup, doncha know? :) Thanks so much for the "nice"review, Curt. Always appreciate your visits. Lydi**

[Gee]

Would be nice to be able to slow it down a tad, instead it seems to speed up as we age, probably due to the realisation as to how precious our time on earth is and at the same time now fleeting. Saying that Is rather be dead than lose my marbles.
Happy New year Lydia.

[Lydia Shutter]

Happy New Year to you, Gee...you are not losing your marbles, that's for sure. thanks for the review. Lydi**

[Paul Bell]

Time gets us all.
Climbing mountains in the mind seem easy, but we know how hard it is.
But you're only dead when you're dead.
One step at a time, it's always been that way.
Happy new year. Lydia.

[Lydia Shutter]

One step at a time....absolutely. Thanks so much, Paul...happy new year to you as well. Lydi**

[B. Boileau]

As another year passes and we reflect not only on the recent, but the long gone years of our youth and realize we're on the down side. Thank god for those rose colored glasses !
HAPPY NEW YEAR Lydia, may it be better than the last, and slower moving than most

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you so much....happy healthy New Year to you as well. Lydi**

[Cherrie Palmer]

Time can feel like a weapon.
our self-image begins to fade into someone not so new. We have to reinvent ourselves each day new.

But I'm with ya I wish I was still 32.

[Lydia Shutter]

Even 40 would be nice! :) Thanks, Cherrie. Lydi**

[Cherrie Palmer]

Here here I agree

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

love this Lydia love your style and I will put on my reading list and re read it again when I have more time, travelling today, ps.I love any poems about time or how time is getting away from us middle agers lol
Im 60 in January feel 30 or less in the head :)

[Lydia Shutter]

Young at heart is important, Julie. I am 65 and still think I am 30....till the aches and pains remind me! LOL Thanks so much. Lydi**

[duck]

hardship in getting older I got from this well explained poetry which picked up and explained how easy we find things when younger. especially like how you used time as weapon and this is exactly what it is if it is working again you as you feel it is in your poem. the hopelessness in working out equations was very thought provoking and so was the ending of the poem as you explained looking through rose colour glasses . in all this was a enjoyable poem to break down and I just hope I have got some of it right. all this can relate to time as with time we are all ageing. looking forward to reading more of your poetry and its very deep and I love that. Lydia keep writing and expressing as your time is appreciated ,

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks so much, duck. I am always happy when a reader gets anything from my words. Once they are posted, my meaning means less than the meaning you get from the words! Lydi**