My Random Writings

Hourglass

Hourglass
I will not be an hourglass,
Buried beneath the sands of time.
Falling and forgotten.
A drifting grain of sand.
Used and reused.
Drained and stretched within the rhyme.

I will not be a dying star,
Fading in the night.
Falling and forgotten.
Dimming in the sky.
Loosing all its shine.
Darkening against the lights.

I have never started a poem whose end I knew. Writing a poem is discovery.

ROBERT FROST

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