Kewayne Wadley

Gold Star - 26,541 Points (1987- / Groton, Connecticutt)

Grand Father Clock - Poem by Kewayne Wadley

The pendulum swings,
Back and forth.
Merely counting each second.

Swaying back and forth.
It's motion, soft like the elephants trunk.
Slowly drawing back to it's loft.

Standind tall,
It's worn mahogany finish.
Solitary.
A handsome groom.

Encased in glass.
A guillotine, as each moment passes.
Struck with amnesia.
Back and forth,
The pendulum swings

Topic(s) of this poem: me against myself, memoir, time


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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 28, 2015



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