perils

just a fun piece written in 07.. enjoy

At darkened morn
I start my day
my hands are lifted
up to pray
my face is cold
I cannot see
yet everyone
must look at me
my arms grow weary
but cannot rest
I must remain
withstand the test
the test of time
it's all I know
now listen for
the roosters crow
the sun that shines
upon the floor
the tide that rushes
to the shore
for sure they also
know it well
grandfather knew
his arms could tell
his face was Stern
his back stood Strong
listen to hear
his timely song
now I lay me down again
a vicious circle
that has no end
sometimes I feel
I just don't matter
for if I fall
my face could shatter
I try to wake you
but you can't see
with blinded eyes
you reach for me
you tap my head
to stop my wail
I shout again
I WILL NOT FAIL
that's when you throw me
against the wall
with broken arms
I cannot call
so now it's done
I cannot tell
no more ringing
my timely bell
for when you placed me
by your bed
I never dreamed
you'd kill me dead

just one more minute
that's a crock

the perils of a bedside clock

bj smith 2007
aka shallimarRose

Author's Note

Thank you for stopping by to read .. ♥

Reviews

[ron]

Did not see that one coming. I'm glad it was the clock.

[shallimarRose]

yes lol did you think it was abuse near the end? But the entire poem is built of time pieces.. lol thanks Ron. xo

[ron]

Yes I did Rose. I'm very glad it was just about time.

[Keith]

I love it. Never saw it coming!

[shallimarRose]

Thank you again Keith for the read and the comment.. xo sR

[Keith]

I didn't recall the name of this piece, but it is one that stuck in my mind as one of the cleverest pieces here on WC. Looks like I found it 3 months ago, loved it then and glad that I now know where it lives. Love your work Rose.

[shallimarRose]

save it to your favs and you wont lose it again.. I have more similar to this I will post soon.. Thank you Keith.. xo

[Keith]

Yes please. I am amazed at the variety of poetry styles that you produce, I never know what to expect. Way behind with my rr's at the moment, flat out with work/travel etc..

[Jack...]

Very cool and it completely caught me off guard. This is like a flash fiction in poetic form. I like your style sweet Rose. I had to go back and read it again just to see how I might have come to this conclusiion before the end. Masterfully done.

[shallimarRose]

yes, every line more or less is some form of telling time.. from the break of day to the sun dail, the hourglass sands, the rooster etc.. It was a lot of fun to do this one.. as soon as i can get to my desk computer i have much more to share.. Always my pleasure to see you on my page Jack.. xoxo rose

[MOON]

Lovely flowing write and love the twist.

[shallimarRose]

Thank you for stopping to comment.. xo shallimarRose

[sharonlee]

Clever twist... great rhythm Shallimar.

So lovely to see you.