A little longer

Tick tock

Tock tick

Plays the beat

Of

Anticipation

My muscles

Ebb

and

Flow

The clock cheers me on

til

The tide comes in

and

I'm home again

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

It's like being pulled into consciousness from a bad dream. Nice. Reminds me of the everyday grind of the working stiff; busting his butt all day just waiting for the whistle to blow so he can go home. I've been that guy. I enjoyed the read.

[JE Falcon]

This was fun. --- Thanks!

[Chris Shaw]

'home'

Now that is where the heart is, and the countdown of the clock brings you nearer to the place where you belong. You took me back to my childhood home and I was thankful for that.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

reminds me of a Moody Blues' song...

"and the tide rushes in and washes my castles away"
I feel this poem...and we all need to be home again after a journey of waiting.
j.

[Karmee]

very nicely written and said