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Read Poems by Jeff Bresee

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The Clock

There’s a heart that
and a clock that
Moments pass
as they both keep

lost again
Words don’t flow
from an idle pen

Deeds don’t come
from an idle hand
Seeds won’t grow
in a barren land

Something stalks me
Something’s there
Something haunts
my every prayer

Life slips by
Sleepless nights

Cold against
the words I say
Time won’t make
this go away

It merely ticks
to count the deeds
Mounting numbers
don’t mislead

They all add up
to tell the tale
of downward slide
towards the hell

That I’ve created
Idle hands
Not but dust
on barren land

Depicts the seeds
that I have sown
And with this pen
I’m left alone

In idle silence
Years go by...
As the heart beats
and the clock keeps

Copyright © Jeff Bresee | Year Posted 2014


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  1. Date: 4/8/2016 1:59:00 AM

    Jeff Bresee, awesome poem. linda
  1. Date: 7/4/2015 12:48:00 AM

    Jeff, stumbled across this poem. Thanks for sharing. Have yourself a safe and Happy 4th of July.... Love SKAT