Thursday, November 18

Magpie Tales # 41


Countdown

The clock ticks.
We have to pick
our moments well
for who can tell
which may be our last?

When grains have passed
through their hour glass until
the very last is about to spill
onto the waiting heap,
then no last-ditch leap
will save us. Time will follow
its course until the last hollow
tock of the clock
will bring life to a stop.

Magpie Tales gave us this ticking time picture of a 'past its sell by date' clock face for this week, which inevitably lead to thoughts of the eleventh hour we will all have to face at some point! Let's hope next week's prompt will be a less decrepit picture, therefore slightly more upbeat in its automatic associations! Nil desperandum, folks!

23 comments:

  1. Grains have passed through the hour glass...I like the sibilance; time passes pretty quickly.

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  2. The clock is still ticking away, hopefully for a long time:)

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  3. This is well constructed work. Your para after the poem leads me to wonder . . Can the past be past it's sell-by date?

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  4. Each moment is indeed precious, enjoyed your magpie and your doll story on my post this week.

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  5. 11th hour didn't really jump out at me - I always associate that saying with news broadcasts in the 70's. You know when they were always holding 11th hour talks with Trade Union leaders - and then failing to reach a deal...

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  6. Serious stuff alright. We dont know how long any of us have. I like the motto from the film Shawshank Redemption - 'get busy living or get busy dying'. I hope we all choose the latter!

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  7. Clocks ticking out life's countdown; reminding us to not waste a second. Serious and good reminder to live it full, and out loud.

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  8. 'Nil desperandum' indeed! Nice writing within the cultural framework of 'The Book' Jinksy, and I share your wish for a less 'desperate' prompt next time!

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  9. Whey , , HEY! "Reminding us not to waste a second" Surely, surely there's no more efficient way of wasting time by the truckload than eMail, mobile phones, twitter, facebook and blogger . . . oh, and X factor, Strictly Come Prancing, I'm a TimeWaster - Get Me Out of Here . . and the one we all forget . . . Going On Vacation.

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  10. Hey yourself, Doc! I never mentioned "Reminding us not to waste a second" - why don't you go and rant at Coloring Outside the Lines if you want to pick a fight ? They were her words, not mine. I decare my blog a Peace Zone!!

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  11. A reminder that we can't stop the passage of time. The seconds keep passing. Nice magpie.

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  12. It's been interesting to see what everyone makes of this picture--your poem finds a clock, another saw a bottle in the object at the bottom. I saw a wall with the number eleven. It was indeed a difficult prompt, but it's brought out some very nice voyages of the imagination, like yours.

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  13. I like the words chosen for this.

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  14. Exceptionally fine..brings one down to earth!!

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  15. when times runnin' down, make the most of it while you're still around...

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  16. Serious thoughts indeed...

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  17. Chilling, that last hollow tock.

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  18. If only the wisdom of experiencing time were ours prior to wasting so many precious moments, never to be seen again.

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  19. Sobering ... a reminder for all. Live life to the fullest, embrace, love, share, care.

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  20. So true and wonderfully said Jinksy! :-)

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  21. Oh, dear,

    love the message in your magpie.
    well crafted lines.
    Smiles.

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