Tagged: minutes

maybe symmetry

maybe symmetry
is overrated, we lie
awake at night,
counting the minutes
up and down the
hours, dreaming
of a balanced diet
.
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sixty-one minutes

sixty-one minutes
before takeoff, we sit at
the gate, waiting and

dreaming of flight, something more
graceful and less burdensome
.
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seven minutes to

seven minutes to
eternity – human versus
turtle, subtle blinks
.
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stretched and unfurled in

stretched and unfurled in
twenty minutes, while tomorrow’s
purslane lies in wait
.
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at the end of a

at the end of a
new york
minute, there are
just more
minutes
masquerading
as hours, days,
galaxies
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: masquerading

of all the hours

of all the hours
visible to humans,
occasionally,
we will let slip
an extra hour,
unseen, yet felt
dancing within the
joyful layers
between
you and me
.
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within every hour,

within every hour,
there are eleven minutes
that take flight, nearly

a fifth of a minute that
sits still, one-eighth in running shoes
.
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y

minutes give way to

minutes give way to
hours, leap into the traffic
of time, pirouette
.
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in the car heading

in the car heading
southeast, we all looked
back towards
the sky’s symphony,
seventeen minutes before
sunset, twenty-two
are we there yets?
until serenity
.
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y

when we are

when we are
together, the minutes
are spun inside each
hour into cotton
candy, and the
day twirls, leaving
a sweet residue
.
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y