Sibyl M. Kellman

(Galway, New York)

Eternal Clock

Poem by Sibyl M. Kellman

Sometimes I feel
the sea in me
as if through all
eternity the ebb and flow
of endless tides
washed me ashore
to dwell awhile. To wander yet
another mile
of rendezvous
with fate to keep until again
the cradle deep
lulls me to sleep
lulls me to sleep . . . —and this goes on for evermore.

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  • Elya Thorn (12/31/2005 1:10:00 PM)

    Beatiful! Beautiful! I so much enjoyed to read this poem! Very well written, feelings were put perfectly into words!(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003