Tick, tick,tick…
Midnight,
2,4,6
A.M.
Finally, it’s time;
the clock yields to a new day.
The night lingered
and lingered….
but now —
Quick, quick!
Chores to be effectuated,
items off the list to be scratched.
not a solitary moment to be wasted!
The hours racing each other to the finish line…
Father Time will not yield to trivial needs,
relentlessly pushing each grain of sand
through the hour glass.
Oooh…
but to have
four, five, six more hours
adjoined to a turn of the earth.
Wait! They exist —
Midnight,
2,4,6
A.M.
Tick, tick, tick…
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– By debi
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Pictures(respectively) from Wikipedia and HubbleSite: Raghvendra Sahai and John Trauger (JPL), the WFPC2 science team, and NASA
Great post today! I really enjoyed reading it. Poetry and creative writing is something we all can enjoy. Thanks again for writing this.
Debi – Your muse on time perks me up. Tick, tick..tick..only if we can slow it down.
Good to be back on track (not chasing time) and read through your posts:)
Time – a construct, a figment of our imagination, something a watchmaker might have invented…
Thanks for posting!
🙂 The shape of a clock, amazing! I like this.
Enjoyed your poem 🙂
Extra sand in the hour glass?
Oh, yeah, 2, 4, 6 am… You’ve caught the feeling of rush for time.
Good job
lovely word flow.
delightful read.
Nicely done.
vivid capture of your subject.
Your words flow brilliantly, love the theme as well
This poem is fun and captures the feeling of how quickly a day goes by and doesn’t wait for you.
i could feel the rhythm, the urgency. Made me feel breathless!
Rosie
Wow, the structure runs effortlessly yet it is intricately crafted. “To be, to be, to be” wonderful!
enjoyable to read.
clever line spacing, interesting images.
I enjoyed the set up but got alittle confused at the line that where the poem acknowledges
that there exist more hours in a day and
nice symmetry to the poem as well.
Time waits for no one! After reading this, I remember a movie about a girl that leaping through time, as if she has some hidden hours of time to spend. 😉
I love the cycle: the way you repeat half of the first stanza in the last one, perfect poem about time. 🙂
love it, musical and playful sound.
Hohoho,
What charming poetry you have posted here.
Invite you to share 1 to 3 poems with us, anything could fit the theme of object,
Cheers.
Hope to see you in.
Happy Writing..
xoxox