Fluid Time

Sliding into moments to write lines
turns time to liquid stuff
and I think I saw how it got away.

Some minutes slipped through
the cracks created by capturing ill-fitting verses
as ideas stretched this inelastic vessel
filling it to expanded capacity.

And hours spilled over the top
washing away edited words
replaced by those given favor.

As the lines take shape
of verses nearly palatable,
with extraneous text dripped out
in the time that slipped away;
the swelled sides relax
closing the cracks
and I get back on track
with hours to make up for,
and the consoling hope
that it was all worth it.

© 2009 Shari Lynne Smothers

Prompt: Write a slippery poem. My submission for Day 9 of the November PAD Chapbook Challenge 2009.

About Shari Smothers

Welcome to Telling Stories, my creative writing space. My name is Shari Smothers. Poems help me to understand the world and to explain my world to others. They're my premier story telling tools. There's more to come, so please share with me through reading, commenting, emailing. Learn more about Shari here. And do come again!

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