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An Ode to Solace
by Joe CramerSuch a solace
from all of the clocks
in the room....
tick, tick, tocking
the clocking
seconds,
the minutes
the hours,
days of our lives
hastening away.
Some tick,
some tock,
some are quite quiet
most are not.
I watch them all,
pebbles moving toward
my distant shore.
03/03/2008 Author's Note: ... to living alone... to my clocks, with a nod to Shake.
Posted on 03/04/2008
Copyright © 2025 Joe Cramer
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 03/04/08 at 03:39 PM This does come across quite peacefully - a rhythm in your life. The clocks also make me think of the metronome and I can see you making music out of all of this. |
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