The Rhyme Of Time

A poem from my archives. Time catches up with young lovers in the end, although they may pretend that the clock will stop, at some frozen place, in time and space.

K Morris - Poet

The clock
Does mock
His shoes
Her discarded sock.
“Those who in boudoirs stay
Will lose
For they
Being at play
Do not hear
My chime,
Or perhaps out of fear
Turn a deaf ear
To the rhyme
Of time”.

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