Drunk On Sands Of Time Poem by Marcia Schechinger

I've studied my life in slow motion
equipped with photos in frames
Read love letters so poignant
from fellows I can't even name

I've drank the best of brandy
full to the rim with no seam
Goblets of wine called the living
tasting the grapes 'til insane

I've danced a million dances
solved a thousand wars
Wore a hundred hats
but still I long for more

Mother, worker, child
lover sweet as silk
Warrior, champion, loser
the milk's not soured yet

I've watched death be swallowed
life brought in this world
Nursed the aged bitter
held the child scared

Went from rags to riches
kissed the frog that croaked
Studied human nature
slipped the hanging rope

Yet though stretched and tired
form weaving edges frayed
I'll circle, loop and pull the thread
to live this life again

For there's another chapter
another glass of wine
Blue or gray skies swallow me
I'm drunk on sands of time