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Shackling His Tongue

I am frustrated and annoyed by his ticking,
or perhaps it should be labeled the 'tocking'
By the never-ending tongue wagging clicking
in the language better known as 'clocking'

Must Grandfather Time command my life?
He so rudely continues without a thought
that his hammer yammering rhythm of strife
mocks the beating pulse of my human heart

What a wonderful fantasy my life would be
if for one day I'd not hear his unrelenting beat
I'd be stress free if time would stand still for me
for without his gonging life would be so sweet

In solace of night, I seek sleep and close my eyes
in need of escape and retreat from earthly chore
but I cannot find a moment of tranquil paradise
for his insistent knelling peals out once more

Each quarter hour his mallet chimes out to me
but his clappers sing off key in monotonous song
Not a lyrical lullaby, but a torturous rhapsody
whose tireless verses antagonize me far too long

I'm tenacious to put an end to his wagging tongue
and shackle the swinging motion of his pendulum
Each hour of the day and night would go by unsung
Being silenced is the price paid by the meddlesome

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Kim Rodrigues May 20, 2024 at 1:28 PM Fave! Lin Lane May 21, 2024 at 5:13 AM Thanks, Kim.

Tania Kitchin May 19, 2024 at 3:46 AM Lin, a wonderful poem, love the metaphor of the grandfather clock's ticking time away and in life our time is limited. We are all aging as Father time tick tocks every day. I love clocks and own two grandfather clocks and one grandmother one. A fav for me. -Hugs Lin Lane May 19, 2024 at 8:10 AM That clock can symbolize lots of annoying things... and some people! Thanks, Tania. You're probably used to the tick tocking. Thanks for the fave.

David Kavanagh May 18, 2024 at 10:36 AM Ticking, tocking, clicking, clocking, I cannot stand a clock ticking, when trying to sleep, so it usually ends up with a pillow over it lol, at least I can control time that way, unfortunately Grandfather clock time is a different beast altogether and probably needs a sledgehammer, but indeed I do get the bigger picture and messages about the inexorability of time and the toll it takes on us all, a wonderful poem with a lot of depth below the fun facade of the clock, cheers David Lin Lane May 18, 2024 at 2:16 PM Thank you for finding time to read this one and leave your thoughts, David. When my son was 7, he heard me complaining about the quarter hour ringing. Being a good child, he decided to open the glass case and remove the pendulum. He gave it a good try, but it was heavier and more cumbersome than he imagined. Broke the glass and cut his arm, but he was so proud that he stopped it from swinging.