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Figure In A Clock Tower
larrylark

The handsome mechanical winder,
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his stiff worn wood glossed over,
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lifted a wire rod,to send his arm
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on its clinical mission,each time
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so sure and same,
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there seem gaps in the air
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through which it came.
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Hollowing inside from beetles and rot,
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his immaculate tunic,blue breeches,
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array of mottled medals
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gave the lie,save one sign on his cheek
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of timber leeching through red paint,
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that tainted his appearance.
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Not one milli second forward or behind,
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would he still keep perfect time
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in a future brushed over,
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among  restorers whose laboured love
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kept poor pace?
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Today the giant pendulum
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was gold coated,causing
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fractional delay,
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unnoticed by the most discerning eye.
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Yet no coagulum of paint can halt the march,
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time and space barely trembled,
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then ran on like clockwork.
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6 Jan 06


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hmmmm. i think i like this
 — Trish77

It's bloody excellent!
 — unknown

Tell us, LL, how did that happen? That lost time? Nice description of BB by LL
 — unknown

Dear Trish77

Go on Trish YOU KNOW YOU LIKE IT>

Larry keeper of the lonely heart Lark
 — larrylark

Very nice, nice description, I knew it was you, though, I didn't.
  This is good.
 — Hear

Dear Unknown

My aim is to please all you unknowns out there

Larry pleasing Lark
 — unknown

Better I remain unknown to you, LL. You don't like me. Great poem
 — unknown

Dear Unknown

I can i not like someone i've never even met,or have i.

Larry meeter and greeter Lark
 — unknown

Dear Unknown

time leaks just as i surely leak after a few beers but where it leaks to?
 — larrylark

Dear Hear

I'm always here one way or another.
 — larrylark

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