The Chime

The Chime short poem

Uploaded by Darren Scanlon


Gazing through the swirling fog;
the cloying mists of time,
hoping to see
the ones I love,
before the clock’s cold chime.

Beyond the final curtain;
the call of a tolling bell,
what destiny awaits me
as shadows fall
over all that I know so well?

Will I become one with eternity,
a leaf flowing gently downstream,
will days long past
now dictate my course
or the darkness lift from my dreams?

Wind whistling through the trees outside,
taunting the depths of my soul,
whispering, wondering,
has the moment arrived,
is it time to pay my last toll?

Mists creeping from every side
ignoring my desperate plea,
for just one more page
in the tome of my life,
let my pen, at last, set me free.

Gazing through the swirling fog;
the cloying mists of time,
will I finally see
the ones I love,
before the clock’s cold chime?

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ALL POEMS ©2015 DARREN SCANLON. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. * Words and music have always played a major role in my life. A life without being able to enjoy music and express in words would be, for me, empty and cold.I have been writing since age 16, some 30+ years now but have only recently started publishing my works. Since doing so in Dec 2013, I have published 4 novels and 5 volumes of poetry, (available on Amazon.co.uk).My words are my life. If they touch you in any way, if you are able to take something from them, then my work has achieved its goal and I am a happy man.Welcome to my world. Darren.
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