Sara Dickson Poems
- Clockwork Second, blink and then it's gone, Gone away, ...
- Death-Calm The death-calm took ahold of me Swift, without ...
- Mother Nature I am the chorale of the wistful ...
- The Sun Blaze, sun, blaze you fire streak, Above horizon ...
- The Wind The wind as soft as baby skin, Calling out to ...
- The Beast Gaping jaws fill'd silver ashes, Teeth of ivory ...
- The Descent Descending rapidly down the slick tunnel, The ...
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Comments about Sara Dickson
Second, blink and then it's gone,
Gone away, moving on,
Ticked by the needle slick and black
Thin and slender, bulk it lack,
Energy steady, never to yawn.
Minute, gears spin round one time,
Single file in crooked line,
Sixty seconds stroll on past,
While teeth grinding push on to last,
Strong bronze fingers sturdy yet fine.
Hour, class, come in right now,
Come in quickly, I'll show you how,
Hands they point round circle room,
Endlessly moving, never find doom,
So praise this object, before it bow.
Day, month, year, decade, ...