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free flow

November 14, 2014
By teenink143 BRONZE, Highland Village, Texas
teenink143 BRONZE, Highland Village, Texas
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                                                                            Water
                                        Sand
Time


                                                     All slip through fingers


                                    Soft, sliding
Falling, grasping
                Glistening, gritty, hands on a clock slowly ticking
                              Trying to latch on to


                                                                         It's futile
          No friction can be felt between it and your hands

Unknowingly it passes
                          Then before you realize

 

 

                             The pitchers empty
                         The sand is blown away
              The quiet of night has faded into day


The author's comments:

This poem was inspired by the idea of some things being inevitable and out of our control (for example time and death) and I utilized other elements that are uncontollable such as water and gravity in a symbolic way. 

The theme I want people to get fro it is that sometimes things are out of our hands, but that doesn't necessarily make them bad or scary. Sometimes it's just how it is. In that realization there is a kind freeing feeling I wanted to share.


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