Clocks

Where has the time gone?

Just then

The clock still had a full circle to go

There were many days

Still to come

But now the days, hours and minutes

Are few

The final hour is but a chime away

And so quickly

The year has passed

Poetry Month

April is Poetry Month. To honor this, I am going to share some of my word-doodles with you.

Class Reunion

Look at the faces

So familiar yet not understood

They have been there everyday

For the past five years

Five years seems long

But it is not

For where in the next fifty years

Will these faces be

Who will they become familiar to

And who will understand them