Hands of Time - Poem

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I was recently contacted by the talented Dave Douglas for use of my image "Hands of Time" on his blog site. Dave wrote a poem recently with the same title as my artwork and asked me very nicely to use this piece in conjunction with his poetry piece. When you get a chance, head over to Dave's blog to read the poem!

Hands of Time

The Hands of Time
By Dave Douglas

The hands of time –
With a fist in my face
And a grasp at my throat,
Trapped in a minute space

The gears unwind –
Trapped in a minute space
With a grasp at my throat
And a fist in my face

Are the hands of time –
With a push through the day
At an unseen pace,
Only to betray

The gears unwind –
Only to betray,
At a hastened pace
With a push through the day


Are these hands of mine –
Set in distinct movement
With a means to an end
And a morning lucent

The sun rises once again –
With a morning lucent
And a means to an end,
Set in distinct movement

The moon guards the night –
With a face toward a fist
And a grasp at my throat,
In the space of minutes

The sun rises once again –
In the space of minutes
With a grasp at my throat
And a face toward a fist


The moon guards the night –
In an instant of cause
And the pendulum of effect
The errors repeat without pause

But, the sun rises once again –
The errors repeat, with a pause,
Without a pendulum effect
Before an instant of cause

As the gears unwind –
Before the final chime
The sun rises once again
By the hands of time

The gears unwind –
The sun obeys its last commands
And the moon guards no more,
At the time without hands …

NOTE: The first line of the second stanza is actually the last line of the first, and so on.