The Watch

steadfast watch from the writer’s tower
time ticks
too fast
toward its endgame bomb
boom
no life escapes that room
boom
then doom
or nothing
or a room
boom

the living colors
of the clock
face
outward
but
the clock does its ticking
inside
the weathering
withering
heat
beats

you have yours
I have mine
watches, I mean

time ticks for everyone
boom

still, ticking
mine
in beats profound
gifts
wrapped in crimson ribbons
rhythms
flow
from a faithful tower
full
the watch
watches
the pen
records the beats
in words
profound
found
only by one quick on the uptick
of time

the writer
watches
watches
tick
in aging towers
boom

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Words and Photography ©2019 Tanya Cliff ~ to contact me

Posted in poetry & free verse.

Cherita #16

milk spills

toddler strapped
in the high chair cries

kitten purrs and
laps a morning snack
off the hardwood floor

~

Words and Photography ©2019 Tanya Cliff ~ to contact me

Posted in poetry cherita.

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A Fresh Haiku

calming, midnight sigh

stirs earth’s moon-dusted snow coat

the New Year’s first breath

~

Wishing you all a happy, healthy and prosperous New Year!

~

Words and Photography ©2018 Tanya Cliff ~ to contact me

Entry posted in haiku, healing, & poetry.

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Falling #2

falling
crystal raindrops
caught by cedars’ needles
and tickling children’s outstretched tongues
taste the cold stores from cloud-frontage breezes
the globe’s iced cocktail is shaken
tempting wonderland play
snow from sky house
falling

~

Words and Photography ©2018 Tanya Cliff ~ to contact me

Entry posted in poetry & Rictameter Verse.

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