Tag Archives: Time

day 85

…my dream for 2025…to build a labyrinth…
i still dream
.
time
may be slipping…
while
winter is lingering
hints of spring quicken my heart and soul
what if
I have another summer
another autumn
to fulfill
dreams still in the wings

~kat

When I was younger I believed the old adage, ‘it’s never too late to…(fill in a dream here)”. It was the motivating nudge I needed to reach for the impossible. But now that I am older, some of those dreams have faded. For the first time in my life, I realize that I may not have the time to reach some of those goals I’ve held deep inside. But just because I am getting on in years doesn’t mean that all those dreams have to die. Not while I am still breathing!

I took the photo above this evening, the setting sun at my back, my house in the distance atop our little hill amidst the trees. I did a wee bit of photo magic to illustrate a particular dream of mine. I want to build my very own labyrinth on our lower 1/2 acre. This is how I imagine it will look…when I’ve completed my spring/summer project.

Yep I’ve a few dreams left unsung…and if the fates allow, I’d best get cracking. I’ve a labyrinth to build!

What dreams are you still waiting to fulfill? Times a-wasting my friend. There is no time like the present to revisit that thing you thought could never happen and make a plan to do it anyway.

I’ll be sure to chronicle the unfolding of my new project here. Yep…I’m gonna do this!

Much love, peace, and dream-filled glimmers to you!

~kat ✨💚✨


Poetry style…pi = 3.1415926535 by syllable.


September Poem #25

minutes
sixty seconds
tick tock so very slowly
but only when I am waiting
never when I am late

~kat


Returning

the tide
sweeps the strand
reclaiming beached remnants
of cockles and shell shards; the sea
yearning

~kat~

A Cinquain for Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge, Synonyms Only, Prompt Words: Love (yearning) & Time (tide).


Magnetic Poetry Monday

magpoetry

but for a few
faded old pictures,
I would never have
remembered those times
we were brilliant, dazzling souls
devouring life with feverish joy…
who are these smiling ghosts
staring at me, who wasted
their youth chasing after time…

~kat

Magnetic Poetry Poet Kit


Moments

moments,

where infinity and magic

collide, are the instants

inspiration

finds breath

~kat

A Reverse Cinquain for Colleen Chesebro’s Tuesday Poetry Challenge using synonyms for the prompt words: Charm: spell, grace, magic, poetry, inspiration and Time: moment, infinity, breath, instant.