Best Clock Tower Poems

The clockwork has rusted 
Into a stiff modern art statue,
Painted by nature, loathed by the
Masses, and loved by the few.
The gears scream in a failed revival;
The hands quiver, stuck on four and nine.
The Roman numerals no longer
Glister in the night; the bell tolls not.

The sun...

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Set up the hour glass to slowly time us

Put it on its side and make it endless 

Shake it up to add some minutes

Break the hour glass on the floor

Hear it shatter against the door

Watch the time fly out the window

Hear the grandfather clock start...

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                         A victorian plaza in center of our town square
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We set off at daylight, meandering toward clock tower bridge.
Fog made the day seem dreamier than it was, for sure.
Silver hot air balloons helped light our way, as it was not light.
Golden goose appeared an hour later, to help us along.

We sang a silly ditty...

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The chime of the 
bell, The time it
would tell

The shine of the
clock tower, and 
the sound it would
dwell 

The shrine of the 
needles of its 
inviting spell

The divine of its 
surface, which would
be to excel...

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