Time Flies by James Aitchison

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A billion hours ago,

(count them if you must),

our ancestors were living

before they turned to dust.

It was the Stone Age then,

and Man was in fine fettle,

after which the Bronze Age

saw Man start using metal.

I wonder if their knives and forks

back then were made of stone?

Or did people eat without them,

or maybe they used bone?

Did they go to school back then,

or did they work all day?

I think that I am lucky

to be alive today!

Teacher’s note: The prehistoric Stone Age period, when stone tools were used, lasted 3.4 million years, ending with the advent of metalworking. It is believed that the Stone Age represents nearly 99.3% of human history.

Strike Away the Days by Sioban Timmer

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Strike away the days

 

Strike away the days

In strokes sharp and purposeful

Cut them down like old growth forest

The calendar boxes, the tree rings of our lives

With each slashing mark of pen to page

Screaming out the passing time

Strike away the year

Remove the tired dog eared pages

Cast aside events and tasks of yesterday

Carefully raise and hang the New Year high

Crisp and clean like the dove and olive branch

A new beginning in each blank square.

 

Sioban Timmer

Hourglass by Julie Thorndyke

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Hourglass

 

The beach has changed this year

tall dunes have washed away—

our rock pools dry and bare

… so fall the sands of time.

 

The surf club walls have lurched

foundations sink and warp

each window pane has cracked

to admit the sands of time.

 

The jetty timbers creak

and splinter with the tide

with every passing week

sink deep in sands of time.

 

The camping ground has closed

bright sign has fallen low

weeds thrive where children played

… so fall the sands of time.

 

© Julie Thorndyke