Grasping Twilight

Grasping Twilight

A Poem by Rita L. Sev
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This morning I was six years old,

       to misery immune

but as each moment came to pass,

       I’d grown by afternoon

now as dusk descends her veil

       I day-dream in the twilight,

while grasping sun and clouds

and stars…


       how old I’ll be tonight

© 2014 Rita L. Sev


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This was gorgeous Rita. Very soothing feeling. I love twilight

Posted 10 Years Ago


Rita L. Sev

10 Years Ago

Me too... Thanks, Will
Time is fleeting...we grow and go with each new day..deeply expressed piece.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Rita L. Sev

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much, Fran Marie...
We rise in the morning with a spring...a new day is born and after breakfast the fuel to tae on the day is met. By lunch we are fading and in mid afternoon a small nap reenergises but as night decends the new day closes out and aged we feel.

This was well penned Rita.

Troy

Posted 10 Years Ago


Rita L. Sev

10 Years Ago

Each day is a life in itself... Thanks, Troy!
Ah, well. This is very telling Rita.
You must be having fun.
Because time flies when you're having... you guessed it. :)

FUN

Posted 10 Years Ago


Rita L. Sev

10 Years Ago

That is true, Ance - I do find fun everywhere. This is almost as deep as I get, by the way...
Matching Socks

10 Years Ago

I'd say this one is pretty deep.
You'd be surprised how many different ways ppl can slice and .. read more
Itake this to mean that in the mornig you can do anything (probably after you've had your coffee); by afternoon the morning's buzz is waring off, Twilight is for relaxing. Night means the day is over, and you have to admit you didn't do very much after all.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Rita L. Sev

10 Years Ago

I like this assessment - all true, especially that morning buzz...
beautiful! beautiful! beautiful! Rita .. you show us your deeper side .. with gentle wisdom and the wonderment of acceptance .. i like this a lot! .. very significant poem in my books :)
E.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Rita L. Sev

10 Years Ago

Growing gracefully requires accepting what is... Thank you so much, E.
Einstein Noodle

9 Years Ago

yes it does; and it takes yards of energy to resist it ;)
A reflective beauty, Rita. It is true....just yesterday we were carefree children. Where has the time flown off to? What will tomorrow bring? All we can do is cherish every moment. Such a bittersweet message. Lydi**

Posted 10 Years Ago


Rita L. Sev

10 Years Ago

In a pensive mood lately... Thanks, Lydi!
Such poignancy is so few words Rita, yes indeed, it's fleeting. Love this one!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Please do, you're giving me a canary, that's my job to be unpleasant LOL
Rita L. Sev

10 Years Ago

Don't underestimate your silly side - you just need to let her out to dance more often!
Frieda P

10 Years Ago

I know right? She's dancing to Apocalyptica, telling eh?
life passes by so quickly...doesn't seem so when we are kids, but wow, the older we get the faster it flies.

your poem sums it up so nicely...

i am reminded of a steven wright quote...

"when i turned two i got really scared because i had doubled my age in a year, and i thought if this keeps up by the time i'm six i'll be ninety..."

Posted 10 Years Ago


Rita L. Sev

10 Years Ago

Love that quote! Thank you, Jacob.
jacob erin-cilberto

10 Years Ago

just read this again....wow....even better second time around.

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