Moments
They are fleeting at best
Compared to the longevity of time
Even our best ones
The ones that leave us most euphoric
Eventually rendered memories
They may make us smile
But they’re not present
Best enjoy
Those moments
In the now
Tag: time
Were You Real?
Were you real?
I’m fairly certain you existed
Perhaps you still do
Experiences
Hours, days, years
They seem never ending
While they happen
But they’re merely a blip
Did they really happen?
To me
Or am I fostering someone’s else’s memories?
Time
It was over
Despite a good run
My heart no longer fluttered
Not in her direction, anyway
My affection led me astray
Into the arms of a new beloved
Demanded my burning attention
It was the right path
At that time
Ah, time
The undefeated and unbeatable arch nemisis
Time always proves to be correct
It points out that fluttering hearts change over time
Or that we neglect the warning signs at that moment of clear decision
Signs that may not be seen for years
But they will emerge
And once again, time will point its accusatory finger at you
Taunting
Flaunting its perfect record
And you’ll be left picking up the pieces
Until next time
Time
My God, the years
Bullish with their haste
Cliché to a young boy
All to real to the grizzled
Man gets but one crack at this game
Time is of the essence
Heroes
Heroes suffer
Sometimes just as painfully as you and I
Cracks of wear and tear line their face
Illness riddles their body
Renders them a shell of their former self…….
Heroes end up in hospital beds
In states of confusion
Not a care in the world
Not knowing who you are
Or their impact on your life…….
Heroes have faults
Many of them
Even though they were masked when you were impressionable
Hardly takes away from their heroic status
That they once held…….
Heroes are not immune to time
The undisputed and undefeated villain
When it grabs a hold of them
I wonder if the real victims are us
Those who looked up to them
Witnessing them going out this way…….
Heroes do die
All of them
As unfathomable as it once seemed
Many decades ago…….
Heroes live on
Long after they’re gone
In stories, moments of reminiscence
In how you live your life
Living with their example in mind
Maybe one day to be the hero yourself
Whipped Owl 