An Hourglass

Brown sand slowly running down the hourglass,

moving faster than tears. The brown particle grabbed other particles

pulled down fearing the bottom. A whirlpool pulled the drowning particle.

Squeezing through the connecting tube,

lost between other brown particles, hurrying to the bottom.

A one way down to earth. Bound by fragile glass, surrounded by identical particles.

The particle suspended hopelessly fell from the connecting tube.

Pushed and shoved by other particles, flapping phantom wings,

it stopped moving altogether.

It fell faster, its heart skipping beats produced by other particles

landing onto the hard bottom. It fell onto the pile of other particles, tumbling down.

Hands stretched out

grabbing onto others, tumbling down.

It reached rock bottom, other particles stepping on it. Slowly losing its breath,

losing life, it gave up.

Its world shaking, other particles screaming,

the hourglass was turned upside down. The unguided particle staggered,

pulled from the bottom to the top once again, brown sand slowly running down the hourglass.

Author's Note

I would appreciate your thoughts and comments.

Reviews

[Bo Lanier]

well written - really descriptive. i'm glad i'm not a particle of sands - what a crazy world! lol

[Dan Herah]

Thank you!

[AlexxRichie]

I absolutely love the imagery in this piece. The personification of the particles and the circle the poem completes at the end is breathtaking.

[Dan Herah]

Thank you! I appreciate taking the time to read it.