Moments In Time



Pick a moment

Any moment

Remember a moment in time

Can you hold it in your arms?

Put it in your pocket?

Or does it just float away

Time climbs a misty mountain

Then disappears into the sun

Linear history moving ever forward

Never to be kept in bondage

Moments come then fly away

On the wings of a butterfly

Reminding us of its beauty

That was here but now gone

Memory dust

Moments in time

A cosmic gift

Or a cosmic curse



A singer sings an unfinished song

Music with words not yet spoken

Dreams not yet dreamed fill up an attic

Until a moment in time is awoken


Overdue due books full of stories unread

Piled on the floor just gathering dust

Outside a playground abandoned of play

Swings dangling on chains full of rust


Moments in time can be sweet and real

Urging saline droplets of joy from an eye

Its no sign of weakness to express what you feel

It takes strength to let them see how you cry


An actors final bow

A dancers final leap

Our very first kiss

Moments to keep

Passed moments can only be held in our hearts

But never to discard

Hold on to those moments

No matter how hard

Cause together our moments make up who we are


Pick a moment

Any moment

Create a moment in time

Make the moment dance

And sing with joy

Before letting it go

On the wings of a memory

The moments are yours

The ones you make today

The smiles or the sighs

Waiting for us to decide

What they shall be


We are the sculptors of our moments in time

Choose how you want them shaped

And get started now



Pieces Of The Past



Tiny brushstrokes of a portrait

Pieces on a canvass

Time bandits

Stealing moments

Charting memories

A life on loan

In the end alone

Just pieces of the past


Yesterdays pieces of ourselves

Parts of our puzzles

Triumphs and troubles

Maps of our experiences

No glory just our story

What are were

Flesh blood and bone

In the end alone

Just pieces of the past


Lyrics of our songs

Sung with glee


Tempered with blues

Notes on a scale

With a soft groan

A whispering moan

In the end alone

Just pieces of the past


We are the words of our poem

Gloriously described

On our hearts inscribed

Words of love

Hopes and dreams

Written by us

And those we have known

In the end alone

Just pieces of the past


A patch quilt of memories

Past and present

The good and bad

Bought and spent

Inerasable lines

Deep and furrowed

Reaped and sown

In the end alone

Just pieces of the past

Never meant to last

Pieces of a storm

Here and gone

Passing through


Never meant to stay

How fast we’ve grown

To be alone

Alone at last

Just pieces of the past

Visit but don’t stay in yesterday for the destination is not of our choosing. Our journeys however belong solely to us….PEACE


Unfinished Yesyerday




One day early


One day late

Today is the day

Make something happen



Don’t worry about tomorrow

It knows the way

Don’t live in your history

It never stays

Yesterday is gone

Today will be great



Tomorrow is a future someday way back when

Stay inside the now


Before it becomes yesterday

And re-occurs

As it always does

Not gonna fill my closet with regrets

Or store broken dreams hidden in my attic

Don’t wanna end up with a pile of would have beens

And mountains of wish I hads

Too steep to climb

Woulda coulda shoulda

Believe me I have scads

Wandering aimlessly

Procrastinated into complacency

Graciously waiting patiently

For hope to fill the vacancy

Now all the piles are swept away

And all I have left today

Is too many unfinished yesterdays

History is important

But the most important history

Is the history you make today