| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 02/12/07 at 05:48 PM Very well said Rula! Amazing how time steals past us a second, an hour, or a year at at time. |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 02/12/07 at 08:21 PM Man, did I miss your work. |
| Posted by Christel Crews on 02/13/07 at 01:16 AM "How can hours skip my threshold, Without knocking on my doors?" - such amazing imagery here.. how do we left the time fly by and we lose all that it encompassed! such a beautiful piece, rula.. glad to read a new post :) |
| Posted by Anne Engelen on 02/13/07 at 08:47 PM Gosh, how I have missed your words and you!
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| Posted by Jared Fladeland on 02/14/07 at 01:48 AM In comparison of our two styles: you're reality is like a river, constantly flowing, changing. My reality is more like a mr. potato head, capable of being mixed up haphazardly in various positions to give it new life. |
| Posted by Maureen Glaude on 02/19/07 at 07:10 PM amazing. Very high calibre. Great to read you again. What an original approach to this subject. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 02/19/07 at 07:38 PM Good to read you again Rula. I can certainly appreciate and relate to the sentiment behind this poem, and especially like the ring of that third stanza. |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 03/27/07 at 04:10 PM It's happening to all of us, dear one. Time is slipping crazily past in the fastest lane, and I KNOW I can't keep up! Although I do understand the desire to linger INSIDE, while outside the torrent rushes past. I love your words, Rula, as always!!! |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 06/28/16 at 08:38 PM Congrats for this poem being POTD. Your sense of 'being' always shines through everything you write. Love your poetry and you m'lady!! |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 06/28/16 at 10:12 PM Written 10 years ago. Do you feel any differently now? Congrats on POTD! |
