At Six O'Clock

I ponder many thoughts,

at six o’clock.

It is when I hear the sound

of a tick-tock.

Each moment, each beat,

the hum drum ba-dum

of a sound, ever so sweet.

The trickling waters

of time’s flow,

through and through,

as they align

me to you.

Its sound is delicate,

as it resonates art.

And its elegance

portrays that, of a

beating heart.

I find myself in awe,

at the hourglass

upon an old, dusty shelf,

that ticks away

the rest of my wealth.

At six o’clock,

I am here, upon this rock,

waiting... waiting...

for your heart,

...to sing.

One last time,

so that I can,

forever,

call you mine.

As we are now...

...lost in endless

time.

Author's Note

It's been a long time since I've posted a new poem. I hope everyone enjoys this one.

Reviews

[♔ CrownedDevil &#..]

Such a flowing poem, awesome write.

[Sharon L.H. Kelly]

Great introduction! Melodic, with an anticipatory feel. A lovely write.

[Wordsmith_Artemis]

This poem was beautifully written, and is honestly one of the most relatable pieces I've read in a very long while. Keep up the good work!

[SmittyJas]

wonderful words of timeless and forevermore love to explore for sure.

[costa siwale]

And its been a while since I read such an original piece, simply woven delicately. This is the essence of poetry, evoking emotion. Well written

[dan]

Beautifully written, Brian! The clock ticking denotes time passing by, obviously waiting for...what? You leave that thought hanging, but that's a GOOD thing! That little bit of trepidation in readers' minds, that pregnant pause...tick tock. The end reveals the love you have been waiting for...singing love from her stance in the heavens...calling you, beckoning. GREAT piece of writing. This goes into my library favorites! take care...dan

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

Shows your passion for one love in your life and moves through time well.
Waiting for that perfect shared moment to come and day dreaming of it as the time passes slowly.

[Deepak Belbase]

i enjoyed your work! it is well crafted piece of thought, the invention of your hear that seems like a dream. i like the words you choose and the second last stanza was Awesome!

[Coyote Poetry]

Old age teaches old men like me the value of time.
"The trickling waters
of time’s flow,
through and through,
as they align
me to you."
I like the way you defined time. Some memories become endless. Permanent scars to remind us we had loved once. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Emily]

"I ponder many thoughts,
at six o’clock."

I love this line!!
It's a great way to start the poem!
Keep on writing!