Charlene Gray

Clock, Memories - Poem by Charlene Gray

the clock hung still
on eucalyptus wall.
its archaic hands, unmoved—
my vague memories, unfazed—
time ceased the moment you had left me.
i gazed and gazed- with thoughts
that wandered as a lonely cloud under somber sky.
tick-tock, tick-tock-
at intervals an ember of hope sparkled,
hoping the stolid clock to rewind.
as all was in vain,
some divine despair filled my heart,
so sad, so strange, the days that are no more.

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  • (12/17/2009 6:21:00 AM)

    am speechless....i dare not tamper the beauty of the poem by a one-liner comment....liked the expression 'divine despair'...thanx (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 16, 2009

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