The Measure of a Single Year

The Measure of a Single Year

The making

of a single year

these days,

means nothing ..

No matter

how measured

or filled ..

Nor whether

by heartbeats,

by breaths,

or by tears

or individual

fallen leaves ..

The length

of a single year

these days

means nothing ..

Reviews

[carl]

I can appreciate and concur when I think of the measuring of a year, but alas I cannot bring myself to feel the same about a day (not implying that you do or have here stated) But it has raised the question in me, how do I measure the making and the length of a day. Thanks for the wake up call - Measuring the Length of a Day - going to work on that one. -carl

[Neville]

Thank you carl for considering my little scribble .. much appreciated sir .. Neville

[John the Baptist]

That is why we must learn to appreciate our time. Nobody else will.

[Neville]

absolutely bang on target .. cheers JtB .. N

[nadia dmitri]

The way time is unfelt is a heartbreaking and thoughtful concept, we all experience years and time differently, and you have captured that well :)

[Neville]

how very kind of you nadia .. many thanks for visiting and leaving a little of yourself behind .. Neville

[Mauricio Montoya]

Chris during the civil war in this county Lincoln declare half measure so we could win the war but we were lost until Grant a drunk won the war by a half measure I may be wrong in reading your write but it brought back memories, you are a good writer.

[Neville]

If you want me to pass your message on to its writeful owner don't be afraid to ask .. Neville

[Mauricio Montoya]

no sometimes I get in this reading mode I forget who wrote it, sorry, still a good write.

[Neville]

I've been there and done that before too.

[Mauricio Montoya]

THANK YOU GOOD WRITE

[Chris Shaw]

I read this beautiful poem in context of what is currently happening in the Middle East. A year in time is so precious. It makes me reflect on those individual fallen leaves, now lost forever. Here one minute and gone the next. All violence is abhorrent. It fills me with fear and dread. Make each day count, tell your nearest and dearest how loved they are. We never know what’s coming tomorrow. Such sadness here and a feeling of hopelessness Neville.

Chris

[Neville]

thanks for taking a peek our Chris and for that sage bit of advice .. Neville

[Chris Shaw]

My delight ………