Woeful Clocks Keep On Turning

by Poet on the Piano   Jan 1, 2010


I stand in solitude as raindrops
quickly flood my neighborhood
bitter tears cascade down
I can't even distinguish
who or what created them.

Another year has passed
like beautiful changing seasons
they hypnotize your every will
leaving you utterly speechless
then depart without farewell.

One more silent rose has fallen
dead with lack of intimacy
if only I had the courage
to go out on talking waters
instead of being dreadfully still.

Depressing birds drop
deep into livid waters
as threatening pessimism
enters the open door
of my lifeless little soul.

There is always next year
when sunshine might arrive
and I will see hope once more
maybe just maybe
I'll live for tomorrow.

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  • 14 years ago

    by Ingrid

    This is not the cheerful MaryAnne I know so well!

    I love how you wrote this, it is very beautiful and yet painful and sad at the same time...mmhhh...you are a bundle of surprises, sweet girl:)

    God bless,

    5/5 Ingrid

  • 14 years ago

    by Courageous Dreamer

    Oooh this is heartbreaking. I think this year was definatly a very hard one on so many of us.. but we have a new year too look forward to. I saw a lot of sadness & emotion in your words but also that bit of hope. Wow its unreal to see something sad from you, never give up your faith hun, & best wishes for the new year. It's just beginning. Awesome job.

  • 14 years ago

    by anand singh

    I find this piece very sad and painful..Let's hope the new year will bring the world peace and prosperity.
    Take care.
    Paul...

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