Open Poetry #9 |
Grandfather Chiming |
Lost Dreamer Member Elite
since 1999-06-20
Posts 2464Somewhere near the Rainbow |
Grandfather Chiming Time sweats upon me as tick tock I see the frigid clock. Second hand sways yet roundabout it goes drizzling reality away. Caught on hour hand drugged by a dream of longing desired brand. Crawling through minutes trying to march impatience while it seems to only strut. Time breaks and shatters days of counting rob the journey of what matters. Seconds dance in beat trickling moment fragments into a cyclone complete. Hours drowning in silence brain held hostage waiting in withering suspense. Minutes mountain climbing holding onto aeon's hand watching grandfather chiming. |
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MMoonchild Senior Member
since 2000-07-13
Posts 1715PA |
days of counting rob the journey of what matters. this had so much in it I loved, dreamer ~~soft smiles Maureen |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
This is intense and beautifully written. An a great observation. catalinamoon |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
I can hear its haunting melody, sedating me but at the same time reminding me of my mortality, trust me to smell the roses then look for the corpse..LOL. But seriously a beautifully written poem, great rhythm, haunting piece. "I concede relationships have left me weak Won't be here so I don't care Look for something worthy to replace my guilt" Mansun legacy |
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Balladeer
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Excelent, dreamer, and Grandfather Chiming is a wonderful title. |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Fabulous writing here, Gloria! Wonderful! Denise |
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Lost Dreamer Member Elite
since 1999-06-20
Posts 2464Somewhere near the Rainbow |
MMoonchild: Thank you very much for your comliment, glad you enjoyed catalinamoon: Thank you very much, I appreciate your compliments. Brian: Thanks for reading and replying with how it made you feel, and your compliments on how you felt it was written. It's really not haunting, just a waiting game. Sir Balladeer: Thanks for stopping in and reading, I appreciate your compliments very much, and glad you liked the title. When I put that part in at the end I knew that had to be the title even though as I was writing this poem I was thinking to title it Time. Anyway seems time clicks by way to slow when we are waiting for that special vacation. Denise: Thank you so very much, you are always so kind. I'm glad you liked it. Now if only the time would get here so I can leave. |
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