WHEN....THE....BIG....HAND....IS....ON....TWELVE
THE....BIG....MOUSE....RUNS....DOWN....THE....PIPE
THE....SKY....SCREAMS...GOODNIGHT
NO....LOGIC....CAN....CURE....YOU....NOW
THE....MOUSE....WAS....YOUR....ONLY....FRIEND
THE....LITTLE....HAND....IS....NOT....FAR....BEHIND
THE....SWEEP....OF....CLAWED....FATE
How kind Suki. A bit of fantasy for a change. A perverse idea in a nursery rhyme style. A compliment always welcome. !
Glad you liked it Darren. Just an impulse really.
Hazel, indeed the strictness and weight of time.
Thank you Wood. I'll take that!
Thanks for dropping by Jennifer. I suppose it's a one off experiment.
Thanks for the likes folks: Col. Damon Anya and Darren.
Ray
Hi Ray!
Spot on as usual - very sad but loved it - liked the hesitating recording too.
Jennifer
was very sweet
Great poem. Tempus fugit and all that.
<Deleted User> (19421)
Fri 29th Jun 2018 06:51
Love....the....recording....Ray....Splendid....
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Hi there Ray,
It's really fabulous to listen to two very distinct yet fabulous recordings - yours and David's.
This could be an excerpt from an undiscovered Sam Beckett play: One Minute to Midnight, perhaps?
Fab work!
Suki
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<Deleted User> (18118)
Sun 1st Jul 2018 22:17
Clocks and mice, always a fascinating combination.
I like what you have done here Ray.
Always enjoy your work.
Hannah