Grandfather Clock

Pendulum limbs

moonlit

grandfather clock face

minute

delicate detail hands

strike twilight

strike midnight

strike timeless untimely death

there is no end of the end

never is forever

stained wooden box

ticking tocking clock

dust covered box

layers and layers

black tie prayers

cobwebs tie the pendulum down

and eleven o'clock sounds

the clock without a sound

Reviews

[Sasha]

"there is no end of the end
never is forever"
I loved the word play in those two lines. It's clever and true. The rest of the poem was pretty good too. Vague for my taste, but that's just me.