Joanmarie Peranteau Poet Rhyme

Tick Tock , Tick Tock

Tick tock…tick tock
tick tock goes the clock

With each stroke of its hand
robbing me of youth and vigor
scarring the skin, discoloring the hair
and causing me suddenly to wither.

Just when I’m getting my bearings
in this immense place called life
Navigating somewhat smoothly
and appreciating the preciousness of a moment
it defaces me with its every strike

Withering away on the outside
while being renewed within
is the cruelest blight I believe
that has been cast upon each and every human

Alas! Alas!...tick tock...tick tock
tick tock....goes the clock

By: JoanMarie Peranteau
August 2013

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Jerry T Curtis January 3, 2015 at 6:38 AM A Marvelous and Meaningful poem JoanMarie---I will return to read more of your work Joanmarie Peranteau January 11, 2015 at 7:52 AM Thank you Jerry.

Anne-Lise Andresen August 31, 2013 at 3:06 PM - woow... this is well done Joan !! - Like it!! - oxox // Anne-Lise :) Joanmarie Peranteau January 11, 2015 at 7:53 AM Thank you Anne.

Ken Carroll August 31, 2013 at 11:55 AM Hi JoanMarie, Well crafted write concerning the passage of time..Perhaps it's how we structure our given time.. Regards, Ken Joanmarie Peranteau January 11, 2015 at 7:54 AM Thank you Ken.