Doris Culverhouse Poet Free verse

Grandfather Clock

Tick tock tick tock goes your clock
time passes and passes my time
tick tock, tick tock goes my life time
Quarter hour you sing a song
Every quarter you sing away the time
Chimes and ding dong on the hour
My power is fading with the sun set
Sing me a lullaby all the night long
Nightmares of phantoms stealing my life
Singing a lullaby while tightening my noose.

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Carol Sunshine Brown September 7, 2012 at 10:32 AM A belated thank you for your kind comments on my poetry Doris. Love, Carol

James Marshall Goff September 6, 2012 at 6:37 AM Last nite....I ate roasted Japanese Eggplant ($2/half bushel!) with boiled cabbage and pork shoulder chop....all in one pot w/chilies, raw honey, raw apple cider vinegar, sea salt and some bay leaves from my 8' potted tree!.....I feel so good today I believe what the Politicians are telling me!!!! try it, Doris! jimbo

Phyllis Babcock September 4, 2012 at 5:13 PM Doris thanks for getting in touch. I think of you often and hope your back will be better soon. Time does fly by and like the clock we are getting older and more aches and pains. soup mail love phyl

Harry Horsman September 4, 2012 at 10:37 AM i love your clock Doris, scary about the noose though.

Anne-Lise Andresen September 4, 2012 at 10:25 AM I'd love to have such a grandfather clock. Old memories - tells about the time way back xoxo love Anne-Lise :)

Sara Kendrick September 4, 2012 at 9:27 AM I hope that you don't have a grandfather clock for those things are so noisy..Great idea for a work about time..I hope that you are not having nightmares..I sent you an regular email and soup mail also..Mom