The Prized Pendulum
:The prized pendulum swing like
:fair-cornered wings of the wind; 
:Penitent and perfidiously switching
:in the querulous graves-
:crowing a litany bit by bit.
:But, as time wrenches a ringing
:in the round portals of halts and swing, 
:while the swampy views the tide ebbing, 
:a new day stayed on bright and tight! 
:The hoarse shouting at a distance
:echoed and shuddered the cant; 
:But, the perfecity of it all remained
:within the limits of unlimited-
:the chanting voice's been chained! 
:They swing up and down bottomless, 
:swaying like mantle of a small sky; 
:and the beams had burrows to a try
:incredulously counting the catch cry-
:crooked as it were like abyss die! 



''This poem was declared as one of the semi-finalists in May 2002 International Open Poetry Contest and published in an anthology entitled "LETTERS FROM THE SOUL", Library of Congress, ISBN-0-7951-5160-8.''
The prized pendulum swing like
fair-cornered wings of the wind; 
Penitent and perfidiously switching
in the querulous graves-
crowing a litany bit by bit.
But, as time wrenches a ringing
in the round portals of halts and swing, 
while the swampy views the tide ebbing, 
a new day stayed on bright and tight! 
The hoarse shouting at a distance
echoed and shuddered the cant; 
But, the perfecity of it all remained
within the limits of unlimited-
the chanting voice's been chained! 
They swing up and down bottomless, 
swaying like mantle of a small sky; 
and the beams had burrows to a try
incredulously counting the catch cry-
crooked as it were like abyss die! 

This poem was declared as one of the semi-finalists in May 2002 International Open Poetry Contest and published in an anthology entitled "LETTERS FROM THE SOUL", Library of Congress, ISBN-0-7951-5160-8.