(ASK NOT FOR WHOM THE PENDULUM SWINGS) 09 /12/21
PENDULUM SWINGS,
CHILDLIKE WE BELIEVE IN ITS RETURN.
BUT WHAT IF A BIGGER PENDULUM SWINGS,
COUNTS THE TIME WHEN ALL PENDULUMS STOP
MID FLIGHT.
THE TIME OF TO,
BUT NO FRO.
SEE, BUT NO SAW.
DISHARMONY OF TIME AND TIDE.
A WORLD OF CONSTANT TWILIGHT,
SUSPENDED SEASONS.
ONLY ONE GRANDFATHER CLOCK
CONTINUES TO TICK – TOCK.
MARVEL OF ALL THE WORLD.
SCIENCE UNABLE TO EXPLAIN,
REASON AND LOGIC LOST
TO TELL WHY THIS OLD TIME PIECE
STILL HOLDS ITS HARMONY.
THEY COME TO BEAT THEIR BREASTS,
BOW DOWN IN ADORATION,
POINT OUT TO THEIR CHILDREN,
SAY,
‘THIS IS YOUR LIFE’S WORK,
MAKE THE PENDUUMS SWING AGAIN!’
(ASK NOT FOR WHOM THE PENDULUM SWINGS)
THEIR CHILDREN TURN AWAY
DISINTERESTED.
PARENTS HOPING FOR A SWING BACK
TO CLOCKWORK REGULARITY.
THE YOUNG NOT KNOWING,
CLOAK THEIR IGNORANCE AROUND THEM.
‘WHO CARES,
WHAT DOES IT MATTER?’ THEY SAY.
WHILE THE MASTER CLOCK
TICKS- TOCKS,
READY TO CHIME.
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I'm a Chaplain at Townsville's hospitals and also teach Calm Abiding Meditation to any one who's interested.
I have facilitated Calm Abiding Meditation for soldiers with post traumatic stress disorder and find this an amazing experience.
I work part time as an usher at Townsville's Civic Theatre and get to see some great plays and musicals, as well as some not so great, school speech nights!
(Unbelievably, this theatre has the highest seat occupancy rate of any theatre in Australia.)
I also work as an invigilator at the local Uni. (bet that's got you looking for your dictionaries!)
A group of writers ('My Crazy Artist Friends') gives me live fed back on my poems.
They are the survivors of Writers in Townsville Society (WITS) of which I was president /secretary for over ten years.
I enjoy writing poetry and am grateful to my grade 12 English teacher, Mrs Grimmer for coaxing the dead poets off the page and into the class room.
Hope you enjoy reading my work.
Stay happy, keep reading,
Phil Heang.
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