Hour Glass
Time is forsaken to all the ones in the hollowed ground, Life is an escape for time that's been left inbound. Clarity, the one true escape based upon truth seen by the blind, and yet I beg for a little more time. Comfort for the old and confusion for the young all brought together, by a single sand as time has begun.Hour Glass
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PoetWithCancer commented on Hour Glass
12-24-2010
- This is a well-written poem. It has a number of meanings that are not immediately apparent, but come to light on a second reading and more readings. That is the attribute of rich poetry. Some of the meanings here I find disturbing. That is how it should be. This I will give a 10, only regretting that I cannot give a higher score for a poem that has moved me deeply on many levels, sad and glad.
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thecross commented on Hour Glass
12-06-2010
- as a single sand begins time a single sand also ends time, nice grasp and use of the metaphors, good write
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Musicmynded1 commented on Hour Glass
10-15-2010
- I like the vein of deepness ur mind is in in this piece... write write.. rewrite,, figure..
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Rhymer commented on Hour Glass
10-09-2010
- Nice short write, excellent observations and metaphors. 10 from me.
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Artie commented on Hour Glass
10-09-2010
- I like how you take the magnifying glass to life, and describe what you see - 10 from me
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