Ticking

Tis not as often now

It's so much more intense

Causing echoing reverberations to shudder on

Kin to moon pulled oceans rising in unison

Then do the heavens twist on slowly

Offering boredom to comfort waiting souls

Creating day to day to sleepless nights of anger

Knowing uphill  hopeful wonder

Through eyes asquint comparing now to then

It's not as often now

Clocking the ebbing flow

Known sparkles in bubbles of tension

Trying empty champagne promises

In rising twisting brightness

Callously waving salutations with

Knives hidden in grey passing clouds

Author's Note

second try (in minutes)

Reviews

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Trying empty champagne promises

In rising twisting brightness.........divine poetry!

[Ken Simm.]

As you say this offers echoes.