Annie's Poetry

Ticktock ticktock, the rhythmic breaths, of a slow clock

Ruffled rustling, the sighing songs, of dying leaves

Ticktock ticktock, the rhythmic breaths, of a slow clock

Dripdrip dripdrip, the endless drops, of weeping rain

Ticktock ticktock, the rhythmic breaths, of a slow clock

Taptap taptap, the pleading knocks, of empty trees

Ticktock ticktock, the rhythmic breaths, of a slow clock

Whispered whispers, the distant call, of constant pain

Ticktock ticktock, the rhythmic breaths, of a slow clock

© Ann Bagnall