Magpie Tales#41

Willow's prompt this time bends our thoughts to clocks.
The prompt is at:- http://www.magpietales.blogspot.com/ and as usual, is a picture.

Between the Tick

a hawk drops on a hare,

the axe falls on Anne’s small neck,

or Catherine’s, or Thomas’s,

the Brutal strike bursts Caesar’s

heart. A wistful girl dreaming

by a fountain falls in love

her heart as surely bursting.

Sprung traps break the mouse’s back.

A huntsman at the first hedge falls.

A shark bites down. The first flake

falls on a frozen sparrow

tumbled from her twig. Between

the desire and the spasm

the beloved falls out of love.

drifts off like breath exhaled

while the girl by the fountain stares

after him, aghast. In other places

while goodbyes for now are made,

or a birthing cry is heard, 
or, or through more and more
and more unnumbered ors

an avenger’s hate tears steel apart,

steals life, tears lives apart. And

men declaim on these different,

small, indifferent fates from tick

to tick to tick through tick

and Tock