TODAY (a shadorma)
It’s today
Came upon me fast
Heard a bird
Opened my eyes
Surprise! Before I blink twice
It’s over
© 2012 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil
For Imaginary Garden with Real Toads (doncha love that name?), the suggestion was to reach into your jar of short scribbles, pick out a slip (or the back of an envelope, or a cocktail napkin, or the back of a church announcement!), and expand into a poem – surprise, a shadorma from one who generally eschews form. Peace, Amy
Sep 17, 2012 @ 00:14:25
Yes…..in a blink…that’s the key word…loved this…
Sep 20, 2012 @ 23:14:33
Thanks so much. Popping over to see you now. You caught me at my tamest, ha ha ha. A
Sep 17, 2012 @ 01:46:22
Beautiful “scribble” Amy! Wish I could slow these blink and gone days down a little! Thank you for sharing what you write!
Sep 20, 2012 @ 23:28:49
Debbie, sorry I have been out of touch. Thanks so much for this. One of my calmer moments, huh? hee hee
Sep 17, 2012 @ 03:05:30
Scribbles you said.! It takes great talents to come up with this! Nicely Amy!
Hank
Sep 17, 2012 @ 05:00:51
whoops, there goes another 16 hours (I have Sinatra singing that in my head)
Sep 17, 2012 @ 07:56:37
it certainly can go fast!
Sep 17, 2012 @ 08:22:19
Yes, it goes like a blink of an eye ~ Happy day to you ~
Sep 17, 2012 @ 09:00:28
There will always be days like this!
Each word was so carefully chosen and well-placed that this piece has huge impact. I love it.
Sep 17, 2012 @ 09:02:27
I didn’t blink
Sep 17, 2012 @ 09:29:36
Yes!
Fabulous or frantic
Days fly fast, then they’re done
Must find joy, purpose, peace
In each one.
Sep 17, 2012 @ 11:12:16
blink. And the moment is gone. Fun!
Sep 17, 2012 @ 11:13:30
Beautiful, loved the bird as the notice of the day starting.
Sep 17, 2012 @ 12:34:37
Whole YEARS are going by like that, for me. Yoiks. I want it to slow down!!!!!
Sep 17, 2012 @ 19:34:36
Shadormas are one of my favorite short forms–this one is as agile as the speed-dialing of tomorrow it describes–yep, it just gets worse, too. Sometimes the whole week just blows off somewhere while you’re looking the other way.
Sep 18, 2012 @ 07:23:52
Oh, yes…doesn’t this ring with truth. Nice gem, Amy. Thank you for your kindly visit, my friend.
Sep 18, 2012 @ 08:47:49
I’d forgotten about this form. Thanks for the memory tweak!!
Sep 18, 2012 @ 15:09:21
This is like a petit four, a dainty snack at a party or wedding: sparkling and tasty.
Sep 21, 2012 @ 05:42:06
Indelible words for an obscure sextetlet style poem♫