<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471711" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>When the Pendulum Swings</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">You are the warmth of summer's hum<br>Scintillating the sleepy splendor<br>Vapid lances of the sifting sun<br>Palming the ashen stupor<br>But when the pendulum swings<br>A pall would mantle the sky<br>And hail mad daggers of tears<br>Obliterating what I can espy<br>From your morsel graze and leers<br>Until the climate whisk its cleaning</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A hung filigree of drab smokes<br>Fecundates with a thrill<br>On two sundered souls in cloaks<br>Of solitude and eyes of steel<br>But when the pendulum swings<br>A blotch of lubricious red<br>Demented the tacit saturnalia<br>In convalescence—a tirade<br>Of false hopes in echolalia<br>Binds these lungs in ailing rings</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The impassable infinity<br>Treads an incandescent trail<br>Nurturing our revelries<br>A chaste but treacherous veil<br>Because when the pendulum swings<br>We will regurgitate from the banquet<br>Purged by the ephemeral lies<br>And no hunger shall be whet<br>But the evisceration of this guise<br>A purveyance for subsisting</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hark the mendaciloquent secrets<br>That the zephyr whistled through<br>The threadbare fortitude of your facet<br>A recalcitrant membrane shan't undo<br>But when the pendulum swings<br>This bastion will devour you<br>Like a soul in a chrysalis <br>Altering your machinism's screw<br>And beleaguer you with your own tricks<br>When time expand its wings</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Posses the klutz lattices of time<br>And slosh with mediocre hearts<br>Contend to remember this rhyme, <br>Rival to forget the dilettante art<br>But when the pendulum swings<br>The lurid mirror will shatter<br>And unlatch the demons who stole<br>The innocence that kept us safer<br>From persnickety time's siphoning hole<br>Digress in attrition, live with the sting.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the pendulum swings<br>Its constant beckoning.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Norman+Santos">Norman Santos</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471711" data-title="When the Pendulum Swings de Norman Santos" data-description="You are the warmth of summer's hum Scintillating the sleepy splendor Vapid lances of the sifting sun Palming the ashen stupor But when the pendulum swings A pall would mantle the sky And hail mad daggers of tears Obliterating what I can espy From ..."></div> </div> </div>

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