Monday 26 September 2011

Tick Tock - Writing Workshop

Time is running out.
Out of what?
Out of me.

It starts too slow.
And before you know
It's running too quick
so nothing sticks.
Slipping away
through my fingers.

I take pictures
to hold time still.
So when I sit
I can look and see
what passed me by

This was written for the Sleep Is For The Weak Writing Workshop from the prompt Time.
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  1. This is a lovely piece of writing :) xx

  2. Very lovely poem. I think this prompt speaks to many of us who are woman juggling busy lives.


  3. I interpreted this weeks prompt as a poem too. But I like yours SO much better. Nicely done my dear :D


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