When the Clock Strikes Twelve

May 14, 2012 by thewritingaficionado

When the clock strikes twelve,

Meet me at the tower,

And we can dance on the staircase

Like we did in a dream.

When the clock strikes twelve,

Fly with me until

We lose ourselves completely

In the myriad of stars.

When the clock strikes twelve,

Take me far away,

And show me the world

As I have never seen it before.

When the clock strikes twelve,

Throw rocks at my window,

And call to me so sweetly

Once I step onto the balcony.

When the clock strikes twelve,

Sit with me by the fireplace

And open the book to our story—

A story eternal as love.

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Posted in Poems | Tagged Fairy Tales, Fantasy, Fiction, Love, Photography, Photos, Poems, Poetry, Prose, Short Stories, Stories, Writers, Writing | 23 Comments

23 Responses

on May 14, 2012 at 6:23 pm | Reply Mari Sanchez Cayuso

Simply lovely!
- on May 14, 2012 at 8:55 pm | Reply thewritingaficionado
  
  Thanks so much!
on May 14, 2012 at 6:25 pm | Reply liz blackmore

Reblogged this on little box of books and commented:
Very imaginative poem.
on May 14, 2012 at 8:47 pm | Reply Ben Naga

Wistful …
- on May 14, 2012 at 8:55 pm | Reply thewritingaficionado
  
  One of my favorite emotions to write about.
on May 14, 2012 at 9:00 pm | Reply Ben Naga

Which makes me realise that if I look over my collected writings, “wistful” doesn’t seem to appear. I will think about that some more; I wonder why it could be?
- on May 15, 2012 at 4:55 pm | Reply thewritingaficionado
  
  Everyone has their own style of writing. Maybe wistfulness hasn’t been an inspiration to you yet!
  - on May 15, 2012 at 5:44 pm Ben Naga
    
    I think it’s more about a lack of wist in my emotional reactions to life and experience(s) rather than writing style. For instance, I have never wanted glass slippers.
  - on May 15, 2012 at 7:58 pm thewritingaficionado
    
    Oh, you are so different than me… Those glass slippers will be mine someday
  - on May 16, 2012 at 4:08 am Ben Naga
    
    I hope so. I am quite content walking barefoot, with a pair of boots for any tough spots.
on May 14, 2012 at 9:25 pm | Reply doncarroll

enjoy this entire piece. the first stanza is absolutely my favorite.
- on May 15, 2012 at 4:56 pm | Reply thewritingaficionado
  
  Thank you so much, Don!
on May 14, 2012 at 9:32 pm | Reply charleymckelvy

After reading your lovely poem, I am going to sit by the fireplace where my wife has made a lovely fire. Thank you.
- on May 15, 2012 at 4:56 pm | Reply thewritingaficionado
  
  It’s my pleasure! I’m glad you liked it!
on May 14, 2012 at 9:45 pm | Reply Food n Thought Peddler

Beautiful! TY, I needed it today.
- on May 15, 2012 at 4:57 pm | Reply thewritingaficionado
  
  Thanks so much! It’s my pleasure!
on May 15, 2012 at 11:08 am | Reply Butterfly Julz

Fairy-tale poetry… Makes me wish for glass slippers
- on May 15, 2012 at 4:57 pm | Reply thewritingaficionado
  
  Who doesn’t want glass slippers?
on May 15, 2012 at 9:11 pm | Reply zen and the art of borderline maintenance

OH THIS IS GREAT. So romantic, even the part about throwing rocks at your window.
- on May 16, 2012 at 6:25 pm | Reply thewritingaficionado
  
  Thank you! And for the throwing rocks part, I was using Romeo and Juliet as an inspiration
  - on May 16, 2012 at 10:09 pm zen and the art of borderline maintenance
    
    Oh you got me. (crawling underneath nearest table) I must have forgotten that was part of it. Really. I can’t remember back to tenth grade. ACK!
- on May 17, 2012 at 4:58 pm | Reply thewritingaficionado
  
  Haha don’t worry, it happens to the best of us
on May 29, 2012 at 5:50 pm | Reply C.C.

Really great idea! I have always loved fairy tales and that just made it even better!!!