Friday, April 3, 2015

Motionless

Time stopped

the pendulum no longer sways
the gears no longer click
the weights no longer rise or fall
the moon no longer phases
the tune no longer chimes
the hour no longer tolls

Time stopped

every hour on the hour
silence echoes
screaming across the chasm
deep within
where my internal rhythm ticks on
while yours…

Time stopped

the hands no longer move
                no longer hold
                no longer …

Time stopped



Inspiration for this piece:  This idea was pulled from Poetic Asides's 2015 April PAD Challenge: Day 3. The theme for this prompt was machines.

1 comment:

Mary said...

Whew, you have written the way it feels when time stops very well. PAINFULLY well.