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Friday, November 18, 2022

Caught in the Quick


Ready or not it's winter in our neck of the woods!
Do you ever feel like the seasons kinda drift by like floats in a phantom parade?
And what can we do but smile, applaud their beauty as they pause/pass
then wave farewell and focus on the next one?!
Enjoy⛄❄!



Caught in the quick of days of grass
The seasons flare and fade
With worlds that wow us as they pass
Like floats in a parade

Caught in the quick of tick and tock
Bygone’s coffer accrues
Withered petals of hollyhock
And heaps of outgrown shoes

Caught in the quick of here and now
How subtle is the surge
Of teeming tides that ebb and flow
Where past and future merge

Caught in the quick of dawn to dawn
And faces/places cupped and kissed
Before they slip through fingers, gone
Like hurricanes of mist

Caught in the quick of dust to dust
We grapple with time’s toll
Like spectacles that we adjust
On noses of the soul

© Janet Martin

To everything there is a season, A time for every purpose under heaven:
Eccles.3:1

A little photo parade of flashbacks💖













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