December 30, 2014

The Running Down...

The Running Down
Original Poem by Janelle Spiers

The year is coming
To a close.
The adding minutes;
steady, grows.

All the world
will gather soon
beneath the sky
of dark-night moon.
All the world
will hold their breath
As this year passes
into death.

A new shall come
and life goes on,
the steady ticking
of clockwork song.

Every year,
so much the same,
The days roll by
Like quiet game.
They always take me
by surprise,
When wide awake,
The time still flies.

The constant clicking
of the clock
It fits so well,
A key, her lock.

I shall not let
Time slip fast away.
I'll use each moment
of every day.
I'll take the road
less travelled on
And hear the 'tick'
of clockwork song.

The year is coming
to a close,
but next year,
It shall be a rose.
Ripe in bloom
and fully grown,
Seize that time
And make it known.

A new shall come,
and life goes on,
the steady ticking
of clockwork song.

  ...and life goes on//the steady ticking//of clockwork song.

3 comments:

Serena Ankrum said...

Nice! I love the picture =)

SERENA

Serena Ankrum said...

Beautiful! I love the picture =)

SERENA

Serena Ankrum said...

Sorry, I didn't mean to do two comments...

SERENA <=)