Clockwork : Writing

The gloam

The gloam

A Poem by Clockwork


� Tiny silver bells Issue lithe knells in the summer As shadows descend The belfry p..
The last letter of summer

The last letter of summer

A Poem by Clockwork


Twilight lingers upon the victuals at the feast. The cornucopia is glazed in epiphanies, Drizzled in the yolk of summer hours an..
The maiden of the river

The maiden of the river

A Poem by Clockwork


For the one who gives her name to rivers.
The hour of the angel

The hour of the angel

A Poem by Clockwork


For she who gives her name to rivers.
Threading the tides

Threading the tides

A Poem by Clockwork


In the estuaries between heaven and earth A cradle of stars meets the climax of souls. In the contour of the current, A m..
My brother�s grave

My brother�s grave

A Poem by Clockwork


In the marrow of my brother’s bones the hurricane bloomed. Years of somniferous tides lulled his body into the grave ..
In the wake of a sunset of regret

In the wake of a sunset of regret

A Poem by Clockwork


Constricted in a secluded cloister and smothered in oblivion My soul wonders the somniferous rays of the southern sun. It is a..
On the steps of the coliseum

On the steps of the coliseum

A Poem by Clockwork


On the steps of the coliseum, under the olive branch We saints and sinners come to pass the gauntlet. We jesters and kings..
In the tracks of the solstice moon

In the tracks of the solstice moon

A Poem by Clockwork


A comet with tendrils of silver rides the tracks Holding aloft a beacon that speaks this night. Two hearts drawn across..
The usurper

The usurper

A Poem by Clockwork


The canvas that sleeps with torn velvet fingertip gloves is Filled with the empty silhouettes of tears grown on curdled ..