Friday, 29 April 2011

Blink

a blink of an eye
and it could pass you by

unnoticed
unmeasured

a stolen glance
a touch
a moment

gone
its only trace
a bruise
no one can see

yet I can feel it
with each in breath
and every beat of my heart

would I have missed it
if I had blinked once
out of time

not a chance

7 comments:

  1. I worked out how to do the bookmark thingummyjig so now I don't have to wander around googleland looking for you.

    Navel gazing is all very well, and, of course, well done, my sweet cherie amour...but it doesn't really let us in: or is that the idea?

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  2. Thing is Mum... I thought the letting in was the hard part... but Non! its all hard!!

    As the wise man says, 'it is what it is!'

    just trying not to blink!!

    luv Sara x

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  3. All it takes is a blink of the eye.
    I like that poem.
    Maggie X

    Nuts in May

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  4. Beautiful and how true! You remind us just how precious every moment is. In the words of Stephen Tyler, "I don't want to miss a thing!"

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  5. Ooh, feels poignant and filled with yearning, sad but beautiful. Hope all is well with you, dear Saz? (x)

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  6. Yes Saz, exactly....

    And, well, I feel exactly the same way about a certain sometime...

    As Pulp put it, "Something changed..."

    Love and quiches from Kitty xx

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Take the weight of your feet, draw up a chair and pour yourself a cuppa. Leave your troubles at the door and together we shall ride out the storms.
I will walk a while in your shoes...

Saz x