Poems (all having a time theme)

Poems (all have a time theme)

there was a clock
with half a face
that ticked from
twelve on down.

But tock past 6
it’d disappear
and not come back
’til noon.

bucket wet
a ceiling drip
drop by drop
it fills up

I wind the clock
with the key
when i forget
it waits for me.

he was a cat
that patrolled the windows

hopping from one
stepping stone to another
wrapped in a deepening
fog until …

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