A Watched Pot Never Boils

Time will tic eternally slow

When you expect someone to visit

The wait for dinner can be forever

When you haven’t eaten all day

In school the last class of the day

Is always longer than the rest

We struggle to stay calm

When we wait to surprise someone

And that last day before vacation

Never seems to end

We must learn patience

But only time will tell

Because a watched pot never boils

 

Written for Fandango’s February Expressions (FFE) #8

Out of Time

Hurry, rush, get it done

Scurry, scramble there is no time

In a fast-paced world

There is no room for doubt

No time to hesitate

Decisions must be made immediately

Try to keep up

Or you will be passed by

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – scramble

Ticking Away The Memories

I had your time not long ago

Now she fills the hours with you

I deeply envy her

She has your gaze

Your intoxicating smile

Every waking moment

I only have short

Moments of memories

The heart you drew me

The first night we met

The cold nights in your truck

When we’d warm each other

Your gentle way of talking

And always so positively

Yes I envy her every minute

And every second regret losing you

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – envy

Fading Flutters

I know he’s coming.  I can always tell.  It not like I’m psychic or anything.  I just have always been able to tell when he is near.  Mom says it’s because we were meant to be together.  My sister calls me Radar because of it; from that old TV show about the army hospital in Korea.

But I also know he is coming because he is almost always about five minutes early.   He hates to be late.  And tonight will be no different.

It was different though.  I began to be unsure if he was close.  I had felt him coming but now there was none of the usual “flutters” he gave me. Maybe he had to go back for something he forgot and he will call or text soon.  I picked up a magazine to read, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in my side.  It was strong enough I called out in pain.  My mom came to see what was wrong.

“What’s wrong dear?”  She asked as she came into the room.

Clutching my side I gasped and managed to get out, “Something is wrong.  I think it is Tom.”

Mom looked at the clock and said, “it is just now 7 o’clock, he will be here any minute.”

“No,” I said.  “He would have been here five minutes ago, but something is not right.  I need to call him.”  I took out my phone and punched his name.  It rang and ended up in voicemail.  “He is not answering.”  I grasped my side tighter as another pain shot through.

I was panicked, sure this was bad.  Then as suddenly as it started the pain stopped.  I sat up straight again and tried his number again.  It rang once and someone answered, “Hello?”

“Is Tom there please?” I asked the unknown voice.

“This is Sgt. Chris Houge of the Carroll police department.  I’m afraid there has been an accident.”

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – radar

Time

It is time again
Life has gotten too chaotic
Time to slow down
Leave the errands
And the chores undone
It is time to schedule
Something special for you and I
Time to soothe our senses
Take time to discover each other again
Like when our love was new
And our passion was high
Some soft music, candlelight and wine
Your arms around me
Our hearts beating as one
It’s time to let desires rule the night

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – schedule

Dawn’s Early Light

 

We sat in the truck next to each other talking about everything.  Our favorites, what we dreamed, our dislikes, what we had… it went on and on for hours.  Then as the first birds of the day began to signal the coming sunlight with song we were amazed that the time had passed.  Telling him I would see him later that night we just stared at the horizon watching the sun create the day’s first shadows.  Then with one last kiss goodbye I slid off of the seat and stepped into the grass, covered in morning dew.

 

Slowly walking to the door I heard him start the truck and pull out of the driveway.  I did all I could to keep from looking back and waving goodbye.  I removed my keys from my purse and heard a squirrel chatter at a bird in the tree as I opened the door.

 

The night is forever in my memory as an example of time truly lost in what seemed like seconds.  When you are with the right person at the right time, time more than stands still.  It runs backwards and takes your breath away.