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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Time: Good or Bad?


By: Harry Little


Time, it runs like the wind.

An eye blink, and there it sink.

Oldness is covering me quick.

My youth isn’t ready to dim.

O Air! Slow down, Slow down

For I want to live long still.


Time, at moment it kills.

A delay by me; farewell until.

“Better luck next time,” a guilt.

I want extension to climb the hill.

O Air! Slow down, Slow down

For I want to erase my sins.


Time, a friend in disguise.

On every path it guides.

I’m a fool; can’t recognize.

Every aspect of life it shines.

O Air! Slow down, Slow down

For I want a mentor, too wise.


Time, a restless hourglass.

Fall and fall; the sand falls.

“About to end,” fear calls.

An uncontrollable clock, alas!

O Air! Slow down, Slow down

For I want strength to stand.


Time is precious, take care of it.

You won’t regret the pleasure of it.

And count minutes of thy life.

Every second shall ye utmost like.

So roll on the dice.

Time is yours; play nice!

Submitted: April 29, 2021

© Copyright 2021 Harry Little. All rights reserved.

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Steven P. Pody

Wow, Harry, what a burst of thought and emotion-association spun out like fireworks. "Oldness is covering me quick." Chillingly true, and well said. This is excellent because authentic emotion and impression override any formal and superfluous over-crafted language. Could use a larger font, my friend, but otherwise an impressive poetic presentation. Good job, sir! SPP (Steven)

Fri, April 30th, 2021 4:20pm


Thank you very much, indeed! Your words are very engaging. It really feels like hearing truthful and professional comments.

Fri, April 30th, 2021 9:27am

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