Shifting sands
counting down
my essenceDays numbered
down to nought
just for meSo I breathe
thanking days
with my ink
©Vivian Zems
A tricube poem: 3 syllables, 3 lines in 3 stanzas.
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July 14, 2018 at 9:28 pm
Simply fabulous!
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July 15, 2018 at 4:58 pm
Aww thanks Linda!
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July 15, 2018 at 5:07 pm
😊
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July 14, 2018 at 10:19 pm
This is beautifully eloquent, Viv! 💖 Gorgeous work on the form 😊
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July 15, 2018 at 4:58 pm
Thanks Sanaa!😊
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July 15, 2018 at 12:45 am
I hope you have many more days to count! (And ohhh! that splendid photograph!)
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July 15, 2018 at 4:58 pm
I hope so too! Thank you 🙏🏾
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July 15, 2018 at 1:30 am
well done … you’ve captured the feeling of sand trickling through an hour-glass … counting down indeed (not necessarily to demise or end though) …
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July 15, 2018 at 4:57 pm
Thank you 😊
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July 15, 2018 at 5:56 am
Amen, Viv
Father time
Holds the sythe
That really is true for me. Though I’m in remarkably good health which could push my numbers up (my dad lived to 97) I’m telling folk that I’ve done everything in life that I need to do and have done most things I’ve wanted and liked to do. Some folk think this is morbid. My next birthday in October is a special happy number, I might start telling my age. All I get now is “you certainly don’t look or seem that old.” I tell them that modern medicine and good doctors are keeping me alive.
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July 15, 2018 at 4:57 pm
Ah Jim! I’m sure you’re approaching your 50th😊
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July 15, 2018 at 6:43 am
This is so uplifting!
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July 15, 2018 at 4:56 pm
Thanks Kerry😊
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July 15, 2018 at 12:16 pm
If this wasn’t a tricube, Viv, I think it would great in the shape of an hourglass, with the countdown of shifting sands. I especially love the lines:
‘So I breathe
thanking days
with my ink’.
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July 15, 2018 at 4:55 pm
That would have been perfect! Thanks Kim! By the way, do you know how to make deliberate shapes?
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July 15, 2018 at 6:45 pm
It’s always hit and miss for me. I just try them out in Word.
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July 15, 2018 at 11:16 pm
Ah! That’s an idea.
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July 15, 2018 at 1:42 pm
Yes, there are just so many days of our essence, best to live in gratitude, counting the remaining days.
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July 15, 2018 at 4:54 pm
Absolutely!
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July 15, 2018 at 1:58 pm
Ah – thanking days with my ink – I like that. Writing poetry (with our ink) is a good thing!
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July 15, 2018 at 4:53 pm
Thank you Mary 😊
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July 15, 2018 at 3:10 pm
Thanking days with my ink. Perfect!
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July 15, 2018 at 4:52 pm
Thank you 😊
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July 15, 2018 at 3:31 pm
I love the idea that writing poems, no matter what their content, can be a way of giving thanks.
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July 15, 2018 at 4:51 pm
Thank you 😊.. they are, for me
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July 15, 2018 at 4:13 pm
The truth of life, we all have only some time, lets live and let live others.
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July 15, 2018 at 4:51 pm
Indeed!
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July 15, 2018 at 4:41 pm
I love this, especially your closing lines.
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July 15, 2018 at 4:51 pm
Thank you 😊
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July 15, 2018 at 4:57 pm
“So I breathe thanking days with my ink”…so beautiful!
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July 15, 2018 at 4:59 pm
Thanks Sherri!
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July 15, 2018 at 5:07 pm
This is perfect Vivian – the seeming confines of a Tricube comfined you not at all.
Lively!
Anna:o]
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July 15, 2018 at 5:12 pm
Thanks Anna!
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July 15, 2018 at 5:08 pm
Should be lovely!
Anna :o]
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July 15, 2018 at 5:12 pm
Thank you 😊
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July 15, 2018 at 7:49 pm
I love that you spend your days writing. the photo is fantasic and breathtaking. But the days spent wrting…that is the truly amazing part.
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July 15, 2018 at 11:15 pm
Aww thanks Toni! It brings me so much peace😊
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July 15, 2018 at 8:18 pm
Vivian, this is the first time I have seen this poetic form. From what I see and read, you have nailed it.
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July 15, 2018 at 11:14 pm
Thanks Therisa 😊 It was new to me too!
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July 15, 2018 at 9:29 pm
I’m not in a rush either. I’ll let go of counting at some point, and simply breathe toward what will be.
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July 15, 2018 at 11:13 pm
Good idea!
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July 15, 2018 at 10:26 pm
Gratitude is a wonderful way to live.
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July 15, 2018 at 10:34 pm
Indeed it is.
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July 15, 2018 at 10:34 pm
What else is there? 🙂 ❤
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July 15, 2018 at 10:34 pm
Absolutely!
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July 15, 2018 at 11:24 pm
Love, love your final stanza
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July 16, 2018 at 7:21 am
Thank you 🙏🏾
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July 16, 2018 at 12:36 am
“thanking days with my ink” Love that!
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July 16, 2018 at 8:30 am
Thanks, Susie!
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July 16, 2018 at 1:12 pm
an interesting form, i think i must give it a try someday. 🙂
don’t worry about the shifting sands, but we must really give thanks for each new day.
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July 16, 2018 at 1:42 pm
Indeed! You should try it out! 🙂
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July 16, 2018 at 2:10 pm
I love your last stanza – it’s a powerful ending!
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July 16, 2018 at 5:53 pm
Thanks Jo!
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July 16, 2018 at 3:46 pm
counting down my essence.. is a very vivid image…
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July 16, 2018 at 6:37 pm
Thank you Rajani 😊
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July 17, 2018 at 12:53 am
Your ink is vivid!
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July 17, 2018 at 8:24 am
Thanks, Sara! 🙂
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