The Quiet Was Stilled

A Wake, more alive, than dead ends
But this reflection, stilled in RIPples
Polished emery, echoes time and again
What was, what is, what is now - stilled memory.

Distant tick tock, winds down downtrodden
A sigh whisper, breaths shallow, then exhales
Hollow would sound that bark rings around
Expending circle girths, rooted in place mats.

Right eye, to left I; knows future fallow trials
Lay in trepidation, tintinnabulation alarm bells
As death knell approaches, its sickle scythe position
Time cycles, cut down swaths - grandfather clock.

As gravity pulls, tinnitus reigning chain, bounds shackles,
Future Bee futile increments, whipped onto hourglass reins
Minute - silent second sand falling -  to final conclusions
Dye fingers stain, dew HeART Beats tap dance on emery board.

Keyboard plank - Ker plunk, bee-comes polish stilled see shore
Wake of For Ever More, amid petrified grave - perpetual silence.
Grasp NOW moment, in yester lost, morrow fast approaching
That somewhere in between some-time ~ RIP Quiet Bee Stilled.

HeArtMosphere Poet




The Quiet Was Stilled

A Wake
more alive
than dead ends
But this reflection
stilled in RIPples
Polished emery
echoes time and again
What was
what is
what is now -
stilled memory.

Distant tick tock
winds down downtrodden
A sigh whisper
breaths shallow
then exhales
Hollow would sound
that bark rings around
Expending circle girths
rooted in place mats.

Right eye
to left I;
knows future fallow trials
Lay in trepidation
tintinnabulation alarm bells
As death knell approaches
its sickle scythe position
Time cycles
cut down swaths -
grandfather clock.

As gravity pulls
tinnitus reigning chain
bounds shackles
Future Bee
futile increments
whipped onto
hourglass reins
Minute -
silent second
sand falling -  
to final conclusions
Dye fingers stain
dew HeART Beats
tap dance on emery board.

Keyboard plank -
Ker plunk
bee-comes polish
stilled see shore
Wake of For Ever More
amid petrified grave -
perpetual silence.
Grasp NOW moment
in yester lost
morrow fast approaching
That somewhere
in between
some-time ~
RIP Quiet Bee Stilled.

HeArtMosphere Poet