Water Clock

Water Clock

Drip-drip sings in my ancient ears.

So close to the bowl I see the rings.

It dings out the hours every sixty.

Tick-tock sings in my present ears.

So close to the tower when it chimes.

It rings out the hours every sixty.

Crest-trough sings in my future ears.

So close to the wave I see the vibrations.

It sings out the hours every sixty.

Reviews

[B]

The internal musical scale is a gift only a few are born with ..... That's my take on this one ..... I could be so far off ..... But that's what I see .....

[H.L. Cerveise]

You have kenned the correct meaning. This is an ancient understanding of the universe. It was called Musica universalis (literally universal music). They also called it Music of the Spheres or Harmony of the Spheres. Listen carefully while looking up at the night sky and you will hear its song.

[B]

beautiful ... even your response is stunning
waw .... i am stunned by you
if thats alright for me to say with all due respect to your significant other buddy

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and each hour that comes and has been is still sixty minutes...and what we do with those sixty minutes is what is important...time waits for no one...it just keeps passing by.

[H.L. Cerveise]

Thank you for reading and reviewing my writing. So true what we do between the hours is what counts.

[Vatsal Rohilla (account..]

What a lovely masterpiece this is! so nicely you have talked of three different tenses in each of your stanzas. This is what a poem about time must have. The repetitions are exquisite. The last line of every stanza is simply superb. Great work. Keep writing.

[H.L. Cerveise]

Thank you for reading and reviewing my poem. I am glad you liked it. This one came to me fast and felt so right when I was done.