Poem -
Pendulum
The pendulum swings
Like the metronome
Every hour it brings
Its dulcet tone
A serene chime
It does sing
Denoting the time
Its suspension spring
Thereās something about
Being half asleep
When thereās nowt
Making a peep
No floorboards creaking
No woodwork creeping
No cars beeping
Just the pendulum sweeping
And as the tic and the toc
Of my grandfatherās clock
Gently sends me to sleep
I dream soundly and deepĀ
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nice write x
Thank you Susan,I'm looking forward to looking through your work when I have the time. I see you are a prolific poet, if you could let me know some of your favouritesĀ that would help me some.