Clocked
The moment she stopped ticking
there was a mighty roar
from the empty, angry space she left
on the wall above our fireplace ..
That was when all time stood still
and I saw things then
for the first time clearly and realised
what an important role
it was in my life, that she once played ..
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Neville (
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Fantastic work, my friend.
Many thanks
Super piece - hope you are keeping well.
Thank you Michael I am fine .. was thinking about you the other day while dusting my art collection .. hope you are well too sir .. Neville
A fine write N.
KP's like some ticking clock at night - a loud tick, annoying, troublesome, etc!
I bet you are a bundle of fun in the sack aint ya ..
Fido says to me - 'nothing too \'exciting\' now, for you and KP - you\'ll only swoon!\' lol.
I'm unsure if you find that pleasing....or not, Neville.
Good words Neville.
Andy
thank you Andy 🙂
The clock will stop ticking for all of us one day. That heart of ours won’t last forever. Make each day count. Have a very happy Tuesday Neville.
Cheers C I've got the bins to put out to look forward to .. and I've started running slow ... but hey ho 🙂
You’ve got Bob Dylan to look forward to, you lucky wotsit and you are complaining about a few bins 😀
We never miss things until they are gone they say. And how could we? What depth runs through this piece. Is it the item or clock, or is it time that is missed? The tangible verses the intangible. This is pulling me down a rabbit hole. I'm going to see if I can climb back out before I go in too deep.
if you could possibly leave a trail of something behind you, I will do my best to come find you when it gets light ......... cheers s .. N
Whoever "she" is she is sorely missed. I guess the end of time can cause one to focus more clearly.
Your poem leads us on an appreciation of time and of someone who used to fill that time,
The end of a "ticking clock" is great symbolism. Terrific poem. - Phil A.
Thank you so much Phil ..
She once placed? How sad, how well expressed. Very nice.
yes, sadly now long gone .. thank you for helping to keep her memory alive .. Neville
Like when future Olympics refer to Simon Biles
Maybe .. they are both wonder women in my book .. 🎶🎵🎵🎶👍
Perfect
Nicely done, Neville. A fine write. You really paint that picture of the sound and then the silence when it stops.
many thanks Tom ..
Tick Tock... I never take time for granted. Did you shake her a bit, to check her status.... ever gently of course. God bless her demise. Hope you weren't Ticked Off. 🎃🎃🎃😎
and nor should you my friend .. none of us should .. no, not shacked, because she stirred .. must have been the dark oud I was wearing .. but yes, ever gently .. 🤍
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