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Clocks Turning
by Joe CramerYou saw all of the clocks
Tick, tick, tocking
Along the walls.
I've moved twice since,
Hence I know
That all has changed.
I would love you, unreserved,
The way that you deserve,
Desire, require.
I carry this angst
Thoughout all of my days.
There's Plenty of Fish
In the sea, baby.
I let you slip away from me. 10/04/2009 Author's Note: ... I would love you like you would not believe.....
Posted on 10/04/2009
Copyright © 2025 Joe Cramer
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 10/04/09 at 12:31 PM I like this,Joe. I like the way you employed cliches leading up to that last line,which to me, is the most powerful: " I LET you slip away ".
On a deeper level, it provokes the question, do we or do we not, have any control of our destiny? |
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