This Borrowed Time

“This Borrowed Time” was written for dVerse where Merril offered us a prompt from an Allison Adelle Hedge Coke poem for Prosery. The line to be included was:

“when it is over said and done

it was a time

                  and there was never enough of it.”

Many thanks to Merril. I’m still trying to find my way back to writing and every little bit helps. 🙂

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This Borrowed Time

I have tripped days, landing in a golden afternoon moments before the sun sets. The hues stretching across the wide sky echo in orange, fuchsia, maroon as I watch the family of crows fly homeward, cawing in their wake, words of understanding between them alone.

You and I talk in stuttered cadences, unconnecting, despite our desire to reach out, embrace. Always aware, always acknowledging that when it is over said and done, it was a time and there was never enough of it for rebecoming.

I have lost my youth in the dust rising beneath the soles of our shoes. I have lost any faith I had in hearing the barren speeches of greedy men. Pride halts me from extending my hand, thinking you should be the first to serve but where then would we be?

Time’s too short.

The second hand ticks out.

6 replies »

  1. Sorry for the late response, and you are quite welcome for the prompt. I really enjoyed your lovely, evocative phrases, such as “You and I talk in stuttered cadences, unconnecting,. .” Borrowed time, indeed–a feeling of regret,

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