Marsha Cleveland

The Clock - Poem by Marsha Cleveland

I watch the clock as day changes into night.
The hours pass quickly with my daily tasks.
Time ticking away by seconds.
Darkness unveils the mysteries of silence.
I rise with weakness of my aged body.
The memories of my youth surround me.
I awakened at the sound of the ticking.
The chimming of the clock.
That annoying sound of The Clock!

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Time has no mercy! In youth we think we can conquer the world. But time is ticking and soon we discover we have aged and wonder where time has flown. Like a dream of uncertainty and unstoppable frustration.

Upon sleepless nights I ponder till I realize how much time has lapsed. Then I wanna stop that dang ticking of the clock till dawn. Then daylight comes and the night has gone and still the ticking continues. Time fascinates me so I wrote a small poem about the comparison of aging and the clock.

Written in 2005

Comments about The Clock by Marsha Cleveland

  • Khairul Ahsan (7/2/2013 9:57:00 PM)

    Comparison of aging and the clock, nicely done! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 3, 2013

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