“Little time”

img_8127In the late, gray January morn you have already moved on.

Though the evergreens stand like Japanese watercolors in the fog,
you’re making breakfast in your mind,
making plans for the day.

Though springtime stirs, but has hit the snooze—
and those evergreens are studded with pearly dew,
you’re checking movie times,
scrambling eggs, moving on to Monday

Though all this magic surrounds you in the moment
your clock strikes a different hour, a faraway chime—

There is no time like the present,
and little time for that.

 

 

About pinklightsabre

Bill Pearse publishes memoir, travel journals, poetry and prose, and lives in the Pacific Northwest.
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10 Responses to “Little time”

  1. Amen to those last 2 lines …

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  2. Lynn Love says:

    How very true. ‘Life is what happens to you when you’re busy making other plans’, as they say. Beautiful Bill

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  3. lpearse2013 says:

    No time like the present and no present like the time.

    Sent from my iPad

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  4. walt walker says:

    This one resonates, has a nice now-affirming hum to it. I second the amen up above.

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    • pinklightsabre says:

      Hi Walt, thanks for the now-affirming note. I picked this up in that new Spiderman movie last night, and popped our head in B&N — thought of you. Hope the new job is going well, want to hear about it too when you can share. Bill

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  5. That is sublime Bill. I love how it shifts from the poetry that comes from being observant of our surroundings to the more immediate demands that life makes of us. Really wonderful!

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