Richard Lamoureux Poet Quatrain

Some Time

I feel the clock
as it begins to unwind
Tick tock, tick tock
another second behind

Springs and sprockets 
intricately interconnected
Tick talk, tick t a l k
My slow down unexpected

Pendulum swinging
from side to side
Ticktock,ticktock
Not swinging nearly as wide

The Cuckoo is coming
It will stick out it’s head
Tick tock, tick talk
I can’t remember what I said

Ding dong, ding dong
The chimes are ringing
Tick tock, tock tock
What will time be bringing?

The hands keep moving
around the round face
Tick tock, tick tock
Connecting me to this place!

I search for the key
can this clock be rewound?
Tick tick, talk stick
It’s nowhere to be found......

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Darlene De Beaulieu March 13, 2019 at 5:34 PM Hello Richard, I like the sound of the clock going tick tock all evening long. Have a nice evening my friend.

Vladislav Raven October 20, 2018 at 1:06 PM Hi Richard, your creativity sings again in this fun write on time. Your imaginative pieces never fail to delight the reader. I love the content and the creative slant you bring to your work. May your pen ever run gold my friend. Have a wonderful weekend. Your friend always....Mike.

Maxie Macdonald September 5, 2018 at 1:23 AM I loved that :) Well written Richard Lamoureux September 5, 2018 at 7:12 AM Thanks Maxie.

Mayur Choudhari August 27, 2018 at 7:21 AM A pleasure to read Richard. Wonderful. Richard Lamoureux August 27, 2018 at 7:32 AM Thanks Mayur.

Viv Wigley August 22, 2018 at 10:44 PM Indeed, we think it stops sometimes, but still moves, we slow it by inactivity and speed it up when busy. We live in illusion, time just keeps a rollin' on.... fine verse, Richard. Regards, Viv Richard Lamoureux August 23, 2018 at 7:15 AM Thanks Viv.

Mike Grant August 22, 2018 at 10:43 PM My grandma had a cuckoo clock. It was one of my fondest memories growing up. Nice job! Richard Lamoureux August 23, 2018 at 8:25 AM Thanks Mike.

Adeniji Toluwalope Gideon August 22, 2018 at 5:51 PM Dear friend Richard, thanks for feeding my sight with such beauty after a long vacation from Poetrysoup. Your use of audio devices is unparalleled. I see onomatopoeia crying aloud in the lines. Much love, Adeniji Richard Lamoureux August 23, 2018 at 8:30 AM Thanks for your visits.

Jasmine Koria August 22, 2018 at 5:11 PM This is a marvelous piece, Richard. Richard Lamoureux August 23, 2018 at 8:34 AM Thanks Jasmine.

Brandy Nicole August 21, 2018 at 10:56 PM Take your time Richard, when you have time. :) Even though we can't make moments slow down, sometimes we have to slow down. Sometimes- we don't have a choice. Such is life. I love the humor around these words of truth. ~ Brandy Richard Lamoureux August 23, 2018 at 8:39 AM Great comment!

Gershon Wolf August 21, 2018 at 8:49 PM Yes, yes. We slow down. Slower and slower. … Whatever was the hurry, anyway … Nice one, Richard! ~ gw Richard Lamoureux August 22, 2018 at 8:45 AM Thanks for the visits Gershon.

Vegter Papyrus August 21, 2018 at 12:45 PM Only thing that i know is, it never remains stagnant. It has a job to do with or without us. Memories are the "Only" way time stands still. No one ages in thoughts... Made me think. Always good to read your work! Richard Lamoureux August 22, 2018 at 8:38 AM Well said Keith.

Winged Warrior August 21, 2018 at 12:51 AM Time for a new ticker lol...but great poem my friend...love & time...^WW^ Richard Lamoureux August 21, 2018 at 8:20 AM Thanks :0)

Lyric Man August 20, 2018 at 7:25 PM Oh, you Master Poet. You clever wit. To play of the fanciful tick-tock, but realize coo-coo or not, you can neither stop or escape its rush of reality.. and should I add, finality! Brilliant piece, Richard! Richard Lamoureux August 21, 2018 at 8:20 AM Thanks my friend.

Darlene De Beaulieu August 20, 2018 at 12:25 PM Hello Richard, what are you going you going to do ,now that you lost the key to the clock? I like this poem. Have a nice day my friend. Richard Lamoureux August 21, 2018 at 7:59 AM Thanks :0)

Emile Pinet August 20, 2018 at 10:19 AM The image is clear and the theme is constant throughout the piece. Your poem falls within the category of fanciful and imaginative; armed with an energy of its own that propels it into our sphere of reality. Emile. Richard Lamoureux August 21, 2018 at 7:53 AM Thanks Emile.

Eve Roper August 19, 2018 at 7:57 PM I bought a coco clock a few years back a gift for my husband.. so he keeps it in tip top condition :( until he went into the hospital and it was in my care .. It had stopped and I moved the hands back to reset it ... now its 6 chimes fast :( Richard Lamoureux August 20, 2018 at 8:40 AM I too wouldn’t know what to do. ThNks for the visit.

Juli- Michelle August 19, 2018 at 3:29 PM "tick talk" may be one of the best play on words I've seen in a long time. A great write, Richard! Love, Juli-Michelle Richard Lamoureux August 20, 2018 at 8:40 AM Thanks Julia Michelle.

Lawrence Sharp August 19, 2018 at 12:20 PM Fantastic piece. Very cleverly worded and, appropriately enough, perfectly paced. For what it's worth, I share your horror. Richard Lamoureux August 21, 2018 at 7:34 AM Thanks Lawrence.

Sunlite Wanter August 19, 2018 at 11:04 AM Very much fun to read, though it's more truth than fun. I have a birthday tomorrow, and am soooo aware that the clock can't be turned back. Richard Lamoureux August 19, 2018 at 11:34 AM True that. I’m still good as long as I avoid reflective surfaces!

Vijay Pandit August 19, 2018 at 9:18 AM Yes--it's hard to find them now. They are so much a part of life! Unique theme, Richard. Richard Lamoureux August 19, 2018 at 10:34 AM Thanks Vijay.

Sand Blown August 19, 2018 at 8:59 AM "...tick talk..." very nice Richard Lamoureux August 19, 2018 at 9:17 AM Thanks Sand. :0)