... seeing things a bit differently.
Oh..this is so nice...beautiful picture too :)
time keeps on slipping slipping slipping...into the future...
outstandingoh what time makes us write...
perfect four lines and the photos is amazing :-)
i love the tick-tick-ticked away eric and the pic is lovely too - all the skates in the trees - wonder who put them there...
If I was told I only had a week to live, I'd more back to where I grew up b/c there not only did life seem more manageable, it seemed every second lasted an eternity. lol Tight write, Eric. Great photo too.
makes me think about the cuckoo clock in my childhood home...marking time in a pleasant way...it never felt intrusive, just constant.Love the photo too!
tick tick ticked..love the beat of it Eric..time is all of it..:)
I threw my watch away when got old and quit working..now I never know what day it is unless I look at my pc calender....and that is one freaky picture. Nice poem, tho.
Time is so fleeting at times and a slow dribble at others..Great words to compliment the picture..
This reminded me of wearing watches. I have several, and funny how analog clocks have a strangely different sense of time from digitals... I prefer one with a second hand myself. Then, when I'm counting little heart rates I can count the tick, tick, ticks.Thought provoking little poem!
no mystery here. you write it like it is...perfectly!thank you
another great shot! love the perspective. to follow brian's comment...I'm gonna fly like an eagle...(couldn't resist)
But it is so much more fun when you're not concerned with the ticking of the clock and just live! Great One Shot!
What a lovely picture, indeed, and the compact four lines you wrote to pair with it. Thanks!
Very nice one, Eric.
Time is God. Great One Shot, E.
Why am I hearing Pink Floyd in my head? ;-)I really love your photography.
Time stops for no one...love this Eric! :-)"Happy New Year"
rhythm, flow...perfectly captured in this poem..I can feel the passing of time as it ticks ticks ticks away
Time never stops, does it? lots of shoes, poor tree. ;0) Lovely piece Eric.Anita.
Short, sharp, smart work.
hmm, it had me in mind of someone just retired not knowing what to do with the sudden hours on hand. Simple & succinct.
It took me very few ticks to get this. That old task master time. tight.
Great theme for the end of the year as it hurls into the future.Here's my one shot: http://liv2write2day.wordpress.com/2010/12/29/song-of-songs-one-shot-wednesday/
Great new year's poem. Hands seemingly frozen in time in your image and hearing each second tick discretely in your poem. With each year, the yearning increases to make each one count for more. Well done, thanks. Gay @beachanny
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