The Church of Clocks

Restless are the

Seas and sands of time:

Tidespun and windworked

Lines of invested time.

Ever faster the full moon

leaps the mortal  fences.

I laugh now to think

How devoutly I avoided

Crossing the cathedral threshold

That leads to the Church of Clocks;

Ignored the insidious drip-tock-drop –

Thinking I was being somehow brave –

The doors that closed,

The ones we didn’t see.

Why did it take so long to realise

That our bodies are merely pins

Mercilessly nailing our want-away shadows

To the dry, stinking mud?

 

23/5/2013

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3 thoughts on “The Church of Clocks

  1. Oloriel says:

    Very powerfull and the ending evokes strenght with a very unique image set.

  2. bgbowers says:

    Superb! Thanks for visiting me & introducing me to your blog.:)

    I particularly love these lines:

    “Ever faster the full moon
    leaps the mortal fences.”

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