clock – John Collings

The Wind-up Clock

This is the last time we will wind the clock,
And we can watch it tick down ’til it stops.
The face reports the final time in lock
Being one of remembrance’s props.
Until that moment, we’ll ignore the tick
That reminds us of the limited time.
Instead, we will play on our ears, a trick
Of covering sound with a happy chime.
No matter how much noise that we can make,
The reminder will hover in our mind
Because time holds all the power to take,
Leaving only out memories behind.
Let’s make the most out of each passing tock
By not paying attention to that clock.

Batteries

Batteries only hold so much power
To keep individual clocks ticking.
Eventually, there comes an hour
When the hands on the face will stop kicking.
How will a clock react when this day comes?
Does it continue to live by design,
Making sure the mechanism still hums,
Ignoring inevitable decline?
Or will it fight against the coming end?
Will it play around with the way time moves,
Speeding up or slowing down, which depends
On the feel how the situation grooves.
Can you tell me which behavior is right
When a time piece puts up its final fight?