Each moment is a gift, each second another is lost. Give each moment away on point, nerve to be caught stilling one away.
A moment passed as I walked the old dirt road. Another drifted by, turning to look at me as if it knew me. I looked to the ground and turned my head around, to see if it had left me.I was busy on my way, to do something important today, bills to pay and off to a job to pay my way. To moments, I had nothing to say.Before I knew it the day was done, I laid my head to rest. I tossed and turned as a dream tormented me. Each moment that passed me that day, now had a face and something to say.I tossed and turned, unable to wake as the last moment came to say. "Today was the day your last moment passed by the way…there will not be another moment of another day." In that moment I faded away.
I enjoyed and respected this piece. Although I wouldn't call this a story per say, but more of a "Prose Poem". It's structured like one and has that rythmic feel. I write prose mainly and descriptive poetry, and it is done very well, but I have to call 'em as I see 'em.
Some moments pass us by, and we regret them slipping through our hands. Other imprint themselves on our soul, for better or worse.
Very beautifully written.
"Today was the day your last moment passed by the way…there will not be another moment of another day."
What goes through a mind when death is close. We live in a dangerous world. 9-11 show us the USA is not safe from attacks. Should of set-up better security then send Soldiers to look for Ghost. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote
I enjoyed and respected this piece. Although I wouldn't call this a story per say, but more of a "Prose Poem". It's structured like one and has that rythmic feel. I write prose mainly and descriptive poetry, and it is done very well, but I have to call 'em as I see 'em.
To really truly believe in your dreams and make them come true… you must not first believe in yourself, but be prepared to prove your doubts and fears wrong.
To know giving up is not an easy .. more..
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