One Single Impression: Hourglass

SandyCarlson November 12, 2011
Hours pass

And pure white sand

(Once a ragged mountain)

Sifts soft and fine
Through your hands.

You whisper,
And it's gone.

One Sigle Impression

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19 Comments

  1. Cloudia7:18 PM

    Wow
    That's like Japanese excellent!



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  2. Great Grandma Lin10:46 PM

    vivid image-good capture in words

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  3. magiceye10:50 PM

    vivid imagery! lovely!

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  4. Sueann4:22 AM

    Fabulous! When I was 3 or 4, my grandmother gave me a blue roaster filled with white sand. I felt it was such a treasure as I sifted it through my fingers. I would play for hours with this sand. I felt so special!
    Hugs
    SueAnn

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  5. anthonynorth7:24 AM

    So true, and I love the ending to this.

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  6. Anonymous7:33 AM

    beautiful....love the ending...!!

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  7. totomai7:43 AM

    it has a very haiku-esque / oriental feel :-)

    PS

    i had a haiku on my German post you commented earlier. maybe you missed it.

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  8. Nanka7:54 AM

    Just how quickly time flies!! Beautiful imagery and gentle words!!

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  9. Meow8:06 AM

    How true!! Good one Sandy :)

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  10. Tarang Sinha8:08 AM

    "You whisper,And it's gone" I liked this line! Nice:)

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  11. Carver9:51 AM

    The flowers are beautiful and I love the quote.

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  12. Ramesh Sood10:28 AM

    I am awestruck with the last line.. what a feeling that!! Thanks Sandy.. OSI continues to be the forum I have liked to put my celebratory poems.. well today I have put 399th and tomorrow it would be 400th as well as 2nd anniversary of my blog.. do visit..

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  13. Anonymous3:48 PM

    Of all the hourglasses I've read thus far, this is IT!

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  14. Jim9:57 PM

    Sandy, I can feel the loneliness creeping in here. And isn't it nice that all the hourglasses use pure white sand? That must be a tradition.
    ..

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  15. Harshad Mehta10:23 PM

    True. Whisper and it is gone!

    Can't hold on to it. Can just live it.

    Thanks Sandy.

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  16. Kathie Brown12:37 AM

    Once again you have captured the elusiveness of time and life! perfect!

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  17. Lisa at Greenbow6:57 AM

    It is funny how those whispers can often remain as thunderous hurtful shouts in our mind. Even mountains are eventually reduced to sand.

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  18. Ramesh Sood10:48 AM

    Do visit to accept my thanks here:

    http://rameshsood.blogspot.com/2011/11/very-happy-thank-you-friends.html

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  19. Maxwell Mead Williams Robinson Barry11:26 AM

    this is breath taking.

    love it.

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