The Dread Clock

The clock ticks away
ever so slowly.
Weeping in impatient silence
thinking of the far future.
Tainting your heart with waiting dread.
The clock zooms by
its face mocking,
the fun times shinning.
Watching as it ticks away
Filling, once again, your heart with dread
Ticking as we wait
so slow, ever so slow.
Passing as we pray
"slow down for a time,
let me live these moments." we say
The clock continues to
to zoom on by,
filling our hearts for a final time
with quaking dread.
Mocking all that goes by
is the clock.
As time passes by.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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January 30, 2011 at 11:17 PM
Your perceptions of time as both rapid and painstakingly slow are finely drawn. We are slaves to it, whichever way! 'TAINTING your heart with WAITING dread...' I love that phrase! Well done Abby!!! Best wishes, Keith
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January 25, 2011 at 6:53 AM
Congratulations on your well deserved poetry being featured here at PoetrySoup this week Abby. May you have many more featured. Love, Carol
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December 30, 2010 at 5:35 PM
Abby,..,, enjoyed your poem. Stopping by to wish you lots of cheers & joy this comming new year.. May you always find new ways to share your talent and imagination with us here at the soup. Happy new year to you and your family,, God bless,.miss.p.d.
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December 30, 2010 at 5:04 AM
I enjoyed reading your excellent poetry this morning Abby. I will be back after the New Year to read more of your poetry. Wishing you a very Happy New Year. Love, Carol
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