A Handskake with Timelessness

Morning and the time is slow

A Handshake with Timelessness


the morning passes like a jet stream
You want to grab at its elemental concepts
Nurture its speed into molasses
Pancake the morning into a flat turtle
Nibble at the edges
Watch it slowly edge across your planet plate
Slow, easy as you find timelessness handshaking your mind

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

Here we are again, my ink, your eyes surrounded in a whirlpool of support and love. Always warmed by your visits my friend.
Regards,
Al

[Sami Khalil]

Those moments are so precious and we should seal it with a handshake and a smile. What an imagery and what a poet....:)......

[Alfred Kukitz]

Hi Poppy! Sorry for the late reply I was away camping. Thank you!

Regards,
Al

[Ruth]

Morning seems to fly by, if only we could slow that down, sigh...I often think that, portrayed here so well and elegantly Alfred :)

[Alfred Kukitz]

Well you just be sure to come back to us Silver. Their are writers here that possess a exotic relationship with poetic ink. You are among them my friend. Thanks for the visit!

Regards,
Al

[m.s.early]

This blew me away. I love short poems that full of content and this one is chocked full. Proud to have you on my friends list friend :)

[Alfred Kukitz]

5 years of retirement gone from view and the mornings are similar to a rocket blasting off. Thanks Jacob!

Regards,
Al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

oh yes, that handshake is all too hard, all to fast and we are left holding emptiness...

if only we could slow it all down...and put a little extra syrup on life...