One Hundred

Linking with the Sunday Muse for Muse # 100 

Time is the longest distance between two places. ~Tennessee Williams

When I was 10 years old

 time moved like an injured bird

seeming to slowly flail to the ground

I felt stuck right where I stood

 but I knew one day I too would fly

move on like 100 migrating birds

traveling fast and far to a better place

 then in my 20s I burned candles from both ends

trying to capture the moment like a roll of film

I entered every door that would let me in

racing around at 100 miles an hour

but getting nowhere I should be

now I am much older and we shall leave it at that

and time seems to move me faster than my feet can go

but it has taught me that now is where it is at

for I am content to linger right where I stand.

Note: With all that is going on in the world right now, I think we all have been feeling concerned and stressed.  Uncertainty can be a scary thing.  It is wonderful to be able to reach out to you all here in the way we always do.  No need to social distanced ourselves in blogland, and that is a blessing indeed!  Thank you, friends, for continually joining us at the Muse!  Your loyal participation and amazing poetry brightens my world every week!

What the Future Holds

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Linking with The Sunday Muse for Muse # 36
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It is said that the present is pregnant with the future.  ~Voltaire

I have been lost on this journey more times than I could count

Wandering aimlessly hoping certainty will be found

I hope it is up ahead, just passed the next closest ridge

But I cautiously stay where I am trying to see it from this bridge

What is ahead?  I ask myself again and again

Hoping for no heartache wanting time to be my friend

But life provides no assurance that loss will not come my way

And certainty is a mirage that never truly shows its face

Now another year is over, and another will come to call

And I look into the future like a gypsy and a crystal ball

Maybe I need a compass to direct me to northern skies

And remind me it is now that should fill my wandering eyes

For yesterday is gone, and tomorrow is beyond my grasp

So may I learn to focus on the now, and abundantly live the life I have.

©Carrie Van Horn 2019