![]() Thoughts in the Glass of TimeA Poem by Audrey Howitt
I miss the possibilities,
the open-ended themes
allowed free rein and unfettered
interpretation.
I miss the endless seconds
passing through the hourglass of life’s
days.
I miss the heat of idealism
and the energy burning
without obvious cause
and to spilled effect.
Mostly, I miss the sense that
more days are ahead of me
than are behind me.
But I do not miss
the uncertainty of self,
nor the pain of new love
tattered by tears in the fabric of lives.
Nor do I miss the innocence
of the first blood of riotous adulthood.
Instead, I look
to the quickening of pulse
in the frost of my autumn,
to the moment of peace within the day
when horizon is lost
within the colors of dusk,
and to when I can hold the hand
of my beloved
into the thickening night,
and feel the pulse of our two bodies
merge in time.
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Added on March 20, 2012Last Updated on March 20, 2012 Author![]() Audrey HowittAlameda, CAAboutI am so happy to be writing! I was an attorney in my previous incarnation. These days, I teach voice mostly, write some and do a little psychotherapy. It seems like a good combination for me. I h.. more..Writing
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