Time

15-MF-Clock

 

I wander lost

and unsure,

through mazes of still lifes;

unmoving images,

frozen frames of time.

 

Into these tableaus,

which resemble

segments of life,

I try to fit.

But, somehow I never do.

 

So, I wander;

wending my way through

these moments of time,

striving to find

that one moment meant for me.

 

About TA Sullivan

An author, writer, photographer, and fellow life traveler who offers her wit, wisdom, and stories with others who share her path, if even for a moment.
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