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While the clock keeps ticking endlessly,
And its steady tick-tock monotone
Beats with even regularity.

Every day the clock shows us that one
Oher hours twelve will us escort
Like a stern and watchful chaperon
Takes her wayward charges into port.

Clocks know naught of partiality,
Tick-tock, tick-tock on without detours,
port -bound pressing they accompany
Swiftly fleeing hours, mine and yours.

Clocks are stable, fixed, aloof and steady,
Evenhanded and indifferent;
Lo! - they never ask if we are ready
Feel upbeat or feel discouragement..

Without pause the hours tick away,
Even, humdrum, and monotonous,
Ticking ceaselessly by night and day,
Tick-tock hints of transitoriness

Yet some day the clock for us stands still,
Clock hands at a summons point: “retreat!”
In deference to the Almighty’s will
And we are from time and hours freed.


(copyright) Elizabeth Dandy




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The Ticking Clock

Contributed by Elizabeth_Dandy on Saturday, 3rd March 2012 @ 02:07:57 PM in AEST
Topic: InspirationalPoems



In the darkening room I sit alone,
While the clock keeps ticking endlessly,
And its steady tick-tock monotone
Beats with even regularity.

Every day the clock shows us that one
Oher hours twelve will us escort
Like a stern and watchful chaperon
Takes her wayward charges into port.

Clocks know naught of partiality,
Tick-tock, tick-tock on without detours,
port -bound pressing they accompany
Swiftly fleeing hours, mine and yours.

Clocks are stable, fixed, aloof and steady,
Evenhanded and indifferent;
Lo! - they never ask if we are ready
Feel upbeat or feel discouragement..

Without pause the hours tick away,
Even, humdrum, and monotonous,
Ticking ceaselessly by night and day,
Tick-tock hints of transitoriness

Yet some day the clock for us stands still,
Clock hands at a summons point: “retreat!”
In deference to the Almighty’s will
And we are from time and hours freed.


(copyright) Elizabeth Dandy








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Re: The Ticking Clock (User Rating: 1 )
by alicewhite on Saturday, 3rd March 2012 @ 05:34:18 PM AEST
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hi, just read your poem and i think it is really good, very well written


Re: The Ticking Clock (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 3rd March 2012 @ 05:35:34 PM AEST
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How incredibly true this one be. I love the way you built this up to the crescendo of an end.

Thank you,

Tim


Re: The Ticking Clock (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Tuesday, 13th March 2012 @ 12:46:00 AM AEST
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I haven't been on here as much these last few days so I missed your writes when they came thru.
but I'm here ...now and as always your writing is great.
luv u,
emy


Re: The Ticking Clock (User Rating: 1 )
by Survivor on Friday, 2nd August 2013 @ 01:13:51 PM AEST
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A powerful message in this abab rhyming scheme which I think is great. Word choice is good for the rhymes. The clock in life is always very important.




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