Seize the Day

'Carry on Tuesday' blog had a writing prompt: the first line of a poem by Robert H Smith entitled 'The Clock of Life.'  Here is the line: The clock of life is wound but once.  Below is my attempt.

The

Clock of

Life is wound

But once, so come

And seize the day, for

No one escapes life’s

Heartless chiming:

Going…Going…

Gone.

This is actually a quote from a poem I wrote earlier, responding to two prompts from Poetic Asides.  The first one was a hay(na)ku with an 'escape' theme.  The second prompt read: While you were gone.  Here is my poem:

While 

You were

Gone, your seven-year-old

Niece

Became a 

Beautiful young woman.

Grandma

Died. You

Never said goodbye.

Parents

Grew shorter,

Older, more fragile.

There

Is no 

Time to lose.

Come,

Carpe diem,

No one escapes

Life's

Heartless chiming:

Going...Going...Gone.

Live for the Love of it,

The Happy Amateur