Rosewood Apothecary

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The Hourglass

Thoughts go a swirling
They’re funneling down
Approaching the vortex
Around and around

Falling through the aperture
Join the other grains
A multitude of other thoughts
The pleasures and the pains

More still fall upon me
I’m crushed beneath the weight
Then someone flipped the hour glass
Before it was too late

About This Poem

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - draft

About the Author

Region, Country: U.S.A., USA

Favorite Poets: Emily Dickinson, Robert Frost, Walt Whitman. I’m enamored by the work of lyricists such as Robert Hunter, John Barlow, John Dyer Baizley, and Tom Marshall just to name a handful.

Comments

Candlewitch

2 years 6 months ago

dear Tim,

I bet my blessings, that is what it is like to be a tiny grain of sand amongst a multitude of other grains of sand on there assigned great journey! most enjoyable, but my empath also feels the helplessness and the panic!

*hugs, Cat

Rosewood Apothecary

2 years 6 months ago

Inspired by Tom Marshall

Sand

If you can heal the symptoms
But not affect the cause
It's quite a bit like trying to heal
The gunshot wound with gauze
If you instead attempt to rest
The pistol from the hand
Then I would not be able to
Equate my life with sand

Flowing through the hourglass
Pushing through the funnel
Turn once more and racing
All your siblings for the tunnel
Slide and let the silicone
Embrace you as you fall
Then bounce around
And let your brothers
Crush you to the wall

I would choose my own religion
Worship my own spirit
But if he ever preached to me
I wouldn't want to hear it
I'd drop him a forgotten god
Languishing in shame
And then if I hit stormy seas
I'd have myself to blame

If you can heal the symptoms,
But not affect the cause
You can't heal the symptoms

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=60gvPhShVc0

Candlewitch

2 years 6 months ago

thank you, Tim,

well worth the time spent!

*hugs, Cat

RoseBlack

2 years 6 months ago

This is beautiful

I can see and feel the swirling sand coupled with emotion. Nothing to change here. Another fine piece of poetry!

Geezer

2 years 6 months ago

I like the rhythm...

and the theme makes one wonder what it is like to live in an hourglass, where you have to be tipped upside down every so often. I get the sense of what you are trying to say but have difficulty in expressing it. It's like knowing that our lives can be cut short at any time, and needing to be stirred up and refocused, so that we don't just fall out of the pile and lie dormant. I don't know if that makes sense, but... Yes, I enjoyed it and feeling like I have come close to someone who feels the same. ~ Geez.
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Rula

2 years 6 months ago

Wow!

such rich thoughts. I've been always amazed by the sand hourglass. My parents used to have one when I was a kid and as I said it kept me occupied with many thoughts. Your piece brought back all this and more.
I especially like the last few lines
Always enjoyed reading your words sir