time
in that little bit of time
from the time it took
for my eyes to adjust
to the dark to the time
to recognize you two
rows down your head
on his shoulder was
all the time it took
for time to stand still
Carl "Papa" Palmer, retired Army, retired FAA, now just plain retired, lives in University Place, Washington. He has seven chapbooks and a contest winning poem riding buses somewhere in Seattle. Carl has been nominated for the Micro Award and Pushcart Prize.
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Loved this piece Carol, a perfect snapshot.
ReplyDeleteI too liked it Carol 😉 Look forward to hearing you live this week.
ReplyDeleteWhat a genius poem. I thought you have written a magnificent and a grandiose piece. Great work.
ReplyDeleteWow! The beauty of poetry is people see things differently... Sometimes, the same eyes see differently at different times. I came across this poem at first and asked myself: 'What's been said?' I saw romance next, on a third read, saw a political undertone.
ReplyDeleteDespite everything else, only good poems leave us smiling or with a feeling that it was worth the time. The few lines of your poem, Carl, definitely is worth the time. Thanks for sharing.
a punch in the gut poem, wow...
ReplyDeleteCarl, what an interesting view described in this well written poem. Thank you for sharing your wonderful talent that allows the reader to put whatever spin he wants to put on the end as to why time stood still. Was it pain at loss? Or was it joy at seeing someone happy? Thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeleteCharlene
Carl,
ReplyDeleteNice...sometimes I wish it could stand still....
Your friend,
David Fox
This is an amazing piece that bursts forth with emotion in your last two lines. Just wonderful! Aloha, Connie
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