Have you ever been in a situation where time moved at once too slowly and too quickly–and yet not slowly or quickly enough?
This poetry is in response to our upcoming move–and to this week’s Write on Edge writing prompt, “sand.”
Hourglass in the Shallows
Grain upon grain
lash out and yet
and yet–
they fail.
The calm inside
free from the wild, grating dance
of the wet grains around it
The same without
But not.
Two shades of normal.
We lift it, shake it, wonder
on the light and dark of wet and dry
the permanent
Eternal symbol–
Fools despite our wisest thoughts!
We never saw
how even as it stood strong
in ocean spray
Within glass walls
grains shuddered
slipping
losing desperate grasp above
and fell
Safe from outside
so safe
yet still
inside it faded
more than nature could record–
