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The Hall Clock

  When she can’t hold them (the sheer weight of burdened hypotheses) they fall, a ticker-tape parade of broken dreams pregnant with remorse. And even then, they cling like maggots, feeding on death, slavering in the frenzy; she accepts the onslaught as necessary (even natural), as a part of her due for past errors, flagellation…

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When she can’t hold them (the sheer

weight of burdened hypotheses) they

fall, a ticker-tape parade of broken

dreams

pregnant with remorse. And even then,

they cling like maggots, feeding

on death, slavering in the frenzy; she

accepts the onslaught as necessary

(even natural), as a part of her due

for past errors, flagellation

working mystical redemption

on her Prometheus soul. She

will allow herself one hour

by the hands of

the hall clock before she expels

the notion; dry-eyed

and encased in armour

she will complete

the month’s living,

counting the moments

in heaps until her

next breakdown.

 

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Responses to “The Hall Clock”

  1. Holly Michael

    Wow! I’m speechless and wordless! <> you certainly have a way with words

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    1. melodylowes

      Thanks Holly. I sure love to play around with ideas and words…a fun hobby, that’s for sure.

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  2. bennetta faire

    This sounds too familiar. Well done, Mel.

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    1. melodylowes

      Thanks. I think there a lot of folks out there who grieve impotently, get stuck in places hemmed in by guilt – false or otherwise. I hope this poem’s ‘she’ will let go a little more, and find grace in that dark place…

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      1. bennetta faire

        Seems to be a process, and never as quick as I’d like it–but my memos re changing the plan schedule have been largely ignored…

      2. melodylowes

        Yours too? Great gravy 7/8ths. I’m getting over the fact that time is NOT in my job description…

      3. bennetta faire

        I know–the best thing I’ve found is just to celebrate when I have a growth spurt–yippee skippee!!!

      4. melodylowes

        Isn’t that the truth? I have much to celebrate of late – gotta make sure I do it, and do it well. (CJ spangled style?? 😉 )

      5. bennetta faire

        Spangles, YES!!

  3. parth893

    That’s so Lovely ❤ Poem . agreed to miss Holly michael.

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    1. melodylowes

      Thanks so much! 🙂

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  4. Eric

    🙂 A Grand Slam!

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    1. melodylowes

      Thanks Eric! Does it follow any cool poetic pattern that I don’t even know about?

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      1. Eric

        If I run across it, you will be the first one to know it. Until then, let’s just call it a Melody! 😀

      2. melodylowes

        I like it! 😀

  5. apoetic1

    …and you don’t even know me… uncanny

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    1. melodylowes

      🙂 Maybe there are a few of these ‘shes’ around??

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  6. Robert Rife

    Fantastic!

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    1. melodylowes

      Thanks Rob…

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  7. My Wyoming Adventure

    What a spectacular poem and photo!

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    1. melodylowes

      Thank you’!

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  8. godspoetbychoice

    The picture is stunning and your words complimented it perfectly. It reminded me growing up I was always in and out of the hospital from age 1to 18 and it made having normal childhood a bit difficult. On days when I had the blues my mom would always give 20 min to cry it out and than she would say okay enough feeling sorry for yourself and if I wasn’t ready to move she would point out lots of people who were facing larger problems and that always put mine into perspective. She is a good mom.

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    1. melodylowes

      Sounds like she gave you great support and advice. It’s okay to express our hurts – but not very advisable to stay there too long…

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  9. I HAVE A VOICE

    It’s truly truly unbelievable !

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    1. melodylowes

      🙂 The first thing that comes to mind is a Calvin and Hobbes quote – “Believe it, lady.” hehe A little cheeky…perhaps I should just say thank you!

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