Candor of the Clock

For today's prompt, take the phrase "(blank) of the (blank),"replace the blanks with a word or phrase,make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. Consummate toll of tick and tockDetermined undertowWinnowing shorelines made of rockWith season ebb and flow A minute and momentous mergeOf is, was, and will beThe gilded surface of a surgeVeiling eternity …while dreamers dream and poets trollThe teeming deeps that mockThe pioneer of heart and soulTick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock The lilt that tuned the nudge that brokeThe shell that held the bow’rThat grew into a mighty oakReclaims glory’s fleet flow’r /hour Giver and taker synchronizedThe candor of the clockGrants and gathers eons comprisedOf teeny tick and tock …unfurling a tempest of pearlsSome pray, some shake a fistTick tock, the clock replies, and twirlsTime’s carousel of mist © Janet Martin James 4:14What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes.