Due process
Haiku about the stages of a time capsule
There's a beginning
The time waiting in between
And then unveiling
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Cheryl E Preston
Cheryl is a widow who enjoys writing about current events, soap spoilers and baby boomer nostalgia. Tips are greatly appreciated.
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Time marches on
In the years that a time capsule sits buried in the ground, a lot is taking place above the earth. The encapsulated materials might be forgotten until the date arrives when they are to be viewed but life is going on nonetheless. This Haiku offers a different way of processing the passing of time until the capsule is opened.
By Cheryl E Prestonabout a year ago in Poets
Watcher at night
When I was a child, I would occasionally sense an intense, ominous presence watching me as I lay in bed at night. These experiences were rare, perhaps a few times a year. I would keep my eyes shut and try to ignore the feeling until it passed or I fell back asleep.
By spooky sessionabout 14 hours ago in Poets
The Dangling Bead
My life is splashing before my eyes, as I precariously suspend and prepare for the end, the consumption of my Self and identity. I know that gravity will be the victor in this struggle. Like a pendant, slipping from the chain, the tension has caught me in this moment, bestowing one last gift of reflection. I cling desperately, questioning my purpose. Searching for comfort. And I remember…
By Leslie Staven6 days ago in Fiction
Comments (2)
Simple and effective. Good job!
Very true, nice job Cheryl 😀