Manage it well.
A slippery snake that writhes from your grip.
The Metronome ticks.
Sand drips,
through an hour shaped glass.
It marches on.
Take a photograph.
Watercolour memory painted in your pallet.
It waits for no man.
Cruel thief.
Like clockwork
it changes everything.
I’m Losing track.
It’s of the essence, adding a touch of flavour.
Lord and Keeper.
Can you spare yours?
Carpe diem.
After it’s gone, it’s gone.
About the Creator
N J Delmas
I lean towards the darker side of fiction and poetry. I love folk lore, fairy tales, ghosts and witches, often giving old themes a new twist. I have published with several magazines and am in the process of writing a dark YA fiction.
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