http://spillwords.com/author/phyllispcolucci/
https://www.amazon.com/Phyllis-P.-Colucci/e/B00VMU8B44
One word becomes one idea, becomes one sentence, becomes one poem, becomes one story. It must start from just “one word”. Today my one word is “Pendulum”.
The Pendulum…It charts our course as we go through life; and it marks each second, minute, hour, day, week, month, year – from childhood to golden days. We have no choice but to follow its rhythm until "OUR" very last dance.
Pendulum
The Pendulum !
It swings back and forth
Our eyes follow it in trance-like stare
Hypnotized by the passing of time
Mesmerized by the secrets of the past
We can hear it speak
A syncopated rhythm
Familiar to our ears
We listen as it guides our stay
We listen as it leads the way
Never stopping, just swaying on
to an infinite beat of Past, Present and Future
It ticks by day
It ticks by night
It wakens us to morning light
It whispers a nocturnal lullaby
As we fall to slumber with little a fight
It welcomes all and plans their time
through careful steps and measured climb
The Pendulum !
With its sounds of glory
It creates and controls the human story
It lives on and on for days to come
It allows the passage of days that have gone
We revel in its pomp and circumstance
and leave its course to chance
The Pendulum !
It swings back and forth
Until our very last dance…
