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 My nominee is fiveloaf !

Poem written D.S. Lear July 20, 2009 Revived Today



Each part of us comes twice around

A simple telling sign

Of hands reaching ever outward

Attempting to tell time

Perfect motion upon a face so pale

Marked by lines and wound

Sweeping, pendulous, alarming

Always making sound

One cannot know the meaning

When just the numbers speak

Night or day defines them

At midnight they both meet