The Grandfather Clock Poem by Peter Madden

Tick...tock...


a sound like the endless beating of a heart
an echoing rythum of a pendulums cresent fall
little scythe like slices of times unobserved passing
forgotten moments forever lost in a single swing


tick...tock...


the constant ebb and flow of times lifeblood
creeping through the night on relentless fingers
sentinels of cronos taking us on an endless journey
a finate descent into an infinite realm


tick...tock...


the guardian timekeeper standing resolute
like a relentless auditor of a moments eclipse
counting down the passage of times gentle kiss
one precious beat at a time...


tick...tock...