Candor of the Clock

PAD Challenge day 9. For today's prompt, take the phrase "(blank) of the (blank),"

replace the blanks with a word or phrase,

make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write your poem.

Consummate toll of tick and tock

Determined undertow

Winnowing shorelines made of rock

With season ebb and flow

A minute and momentous merge

Of is, was, and will be

The gilded surface of a surge

Veiling eternity

…while dreamers dream and poets troll

The teeming deeps that mock

The pioneer of heart and soul

Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock

The lilt that tuned the nudge that broke

The shell that held the bow’r

That grew into a mighty oak

Reclaims glory’s fleet flow’r /hour

Giver and taker synchronized

The candor of the clock

Grants and gathers eons comprised

Of teeny tick and tock

…unfurling a tempest of pearls

Some pray, some shake a fist

Tick tock, the clock replies, and twirls

Time’s carousel of mist

© Janet Martin

James 4:14

What is your life? 

You are a mist that appears 

for a little while 

and then vanishes.