by Kristina Baer
There’s no time today
to lose my way
in the thickets
of the past.
There’s no time
to clear the way
for hope
or the future.
There’s only time
to watch that squirrel
bury an acorn
under the fig tree.
Ground truths
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HURRY UP IT’S TIME PLEASE
for more good poets
to write more good poems
like our good poetess
in her good time
MORE, PLEASE
Yes, more good poems like Kristina’s,
Neal
K-
Fabulous use of the word “that”, as in: THAT squirrel. It jolts the attention in the most subtle but useful way. Like a perfect brush stroke in a spare line drawing. love to you, M
Good stuff. Thanks for the reminder.
This hits home with me
Thanks
I adore this
This is a really excellent poem! I really love how the title ties in with the concept unveiled so well in this minimalistic type of poem. Consider this a compliment as well, as I am not a huge fan of poetry with this sort of structure (I am much more into lyricist poetry). If I’m not mistaken, the piece conveys a sort of existential sense of longing for the moment we are alive as opposed to necessary interest in the future. I can get behind that sort of message very easily with my own views and lifestyle. Great work all around!