Very different, I like it.

Also.. 'fource' is 'force' (:

Damn Either. XD That was bad ass. I found my head bobbing up and down from the unmistakeable rhythem this poem had. Five out of five for sure and a nomination. :D

I love the poem.

I do have to suggest removing some of the overused filler words though specifically, THE. You can remove several of them without taking away from the meaning or flow of the piece.

I have no idea what I can possibly say, honestly this poem was extremely impressive. Very unique and not your ordinary poem what so ever - awesome work and good luck this week! I hope you win! :]

Well done!
5/5. Temps

"The tide rises and it falls,
Tame, yet escaping through wrinkled floors,
Making its way between the hands of clocks,
Slipping through fingers and landing on rocks
That will turn into tiny specks, so coarse."

A breathtaking opening, your wording really grabs the reader's attention and holds them there. I love how well you describe the tide, this stanza is so unique in every way. I would have never of thought of this, wording it like the way you did. Brilliant is all I have to say!

"Time drags on with an immeasurable force:
Past the child in a cradle, lady in a chair,
The establishing, the growing, the graying of hair.
Tiptoe past my first pet's grave, lined with fish of gold,
Passed the For Sale signs that quickly turned to Sold."

Your descriptions really set the scene for the reader, such vivid imagery you have created. Not to mention the flawless flow you constructed. Nice job!

"Now the trees' silhouettes are showing in a way
It's impossible to decipher night from day.
Just like the tide falls and rises,
Time itself has no surprises."

A lovely ending, I am speechless. You have truly written a masterpiece, just oozing with talent. Congrats on the win, you seriously deserved it! 5/5 from me, take care and God Bless You!

~MaryAnne

Wow!! That was unexpected from the tittle, but it still matches, yup, deffenatly time is uncontrollable and you get things you never expected to happen in your future, but hey that's life.
Your poem reminds me of those melting clock paintings... wierd!
I enjoyed reading your poem, worth evey line, wonderful, refreshing and unusual... love it! ^_^