Slips Like Sand
Begin Again
Everything ends, you
Can’t
Live forever
Inconceivable demands
Pixelated endeavors. We
Should not change our plans
Even out our behaviors and flex moments held in our hands
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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In The Blink of Her Eye
Time itself bent and morphed, allowing Shannon the precious seconds needed to see and adjust to the disaster unfolding in front of her. Each frame showed minute details she would have missed had the clock not slowed down until she heard every click of the hands as they swept toward the end of everything. If only she was being melodramatic...
By Lisa VanGalen8 days ago in Fiction
Comments (5)
Finesse, pure finesse.
This was so deep, true and uplifting! Loved your Acrostic!
You are such a great poet...you always make me feel or think or both!
Very true for at times our lives seem to pixelated for we cannot see the bushes through the trees when we need to.
Amazing 🤩🤩 deep emotions are shown in your story