the alarm clock loves to be set
she shrieks at me right on time
I press her snooze button
I am not ready yet
She is always ready, but she is patient
She does not argue with me or slap my hand
She does not jump up and down on my bed like my mother
She does not remind me that setting her was my idea
The next day we repeat the performance
My alarm clock wails
I bury under covers
Then work buries me
Like to stay up late
Brutal mornings always roll around too soon
So desperately need more Zzzz's
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
It begins before dawn
a groan beneath the sheets,
a crack of bone and will,
the clock tells you….
“Hey, Get up. Be a man.”
The floor is cold,
so is the coffee, chill!
but there’s work
always work to do
An alarm clock.
On the edge of the nightstand.
No one came after me the whole night.
Except the skin of my thoughts.
Shaking but nothing.
It’s like I woke up and ate gravity and passed out again.
It’s all about time.
Wrappers crinkling underfoot.
More and more trash scattered.
Warping.
The sound of the garbage truck is blending into everything…
And no one calls me anymore!
An alarm clock.
Which cooks up seconds for us.
And burns us.
Feeling unwieldy when I stand.
Getting up even though I’ll be late anyway.
Being strong is doing things to make yourself later and later.
Uncooking the toast.
Unbrushing your teeth.
Creating more places to be.
Places which are just outlines.
There’s still that alarm clock.
That goes on.
Beddy bye beddy bye
cuddled up in here I lie
Tickity tickity tock-tock
goes the alarm clock
With a blanky on my tummy
I feel kinda' woozy
Dingy dingy dong-dong,
anka wanka I am cozy
Beddy bye beddy bye
think I'll sleep til' noonzy!
Alarm Clock
The green goblin digits of
my alarm clock frequently show
years instead of
hours and
minutes.
Every morning
Hours before the sun rises
You find that time to laugh
That annoying laugh of yours
Just like a feathered alarm clock
Set you to make our lives hell
It echoes around the entire land
Waking men, women, and children
No one is safe from you
The thing is you rarely travel alone
Two, three, or even more
All hiding up in the trees
Can you grant us one small wish
Please try and sleep in just once
Maybe until say eight in the morning
We may all like you if you could
© Poem – VIII/XXVI/MMXXIV
LRET
A singular failure is the alarm
When used to late morning sleepers disarm
For as soon as it rings
They turn off the damn thing
And don't wake up 'til work's done on the farm
I have two alarm clocks
One electric
Which I do not use
Only to tell time
Then-there is Sparkles
Yes Sparkles
She wakes me gently
With nudges and kisses
Early in the morn
Until I awake
She wants her breakfast
n the early morn
When tummy is full
then she is content
Going back to sleep
We need an alarm clock for daybreaks
For morning calls
For embarking on special expeditions
But down in a poor village
The cock crows
The cold wind blows
The night fades
The mountains covered with mist
The grass wetted
The birds sing
But there is neither bustle of life
Nor ringing of an alarm clock
Inside the cottage
Oh, the parents have long awakened
Before dawn
Their morning begins at four o'clock
Before the night retreats
They are on their ways
To the rubber estates
Their long-built habits
Are their only imagery alarm clock
Mechanical alarm clocks are only
For their schooling children
Alarm clock, how I loathe thee!
How dare you wake me?
Dancing in Carnival in Brazil!
The lead Sambista,too, after all,
Covered with sequins and frills,
And I was to receive an award.
I want to throw you forward!
You are a monster in my life.
Waking me always to days of strife!
So off you go to a second hand
store......
Stop fussing in the bag now, you
obnoxious bore!
12/4/2020
4:30 am
Death
is eternity's alarm clock, set to awake the soul
from her temporal lethargic sleep of earthly life
© Demetrios Trifiatis
18 APRIL 2020
The alarm clock plays different sounds,
To shake you up from slumber,
To get you up for daily rounds,
For the home to office scamper!
It begins slow like a church bell,
A gentle smooth first attempt!
Then a quicker rapid, faster knell,
You choose to silence with contempt.
By half past six, if still in bed,
The alarm shrieks even louder!!
Like some lady has been surprised,
When unclothed in her shower!
On certain days, no sound will do,
For the body is too exhausted!
Even after an explosion next to you,
you would rather be resurrected!
There is one alarm that works well,
For the people in deep slumber,
It sounds like a real telephone bell,
When someone dials your number!
half asleep you answer the set,
sharp voice is the alarm you hear,
“If not in office by half past eight”
“don’t you ever bother coming here!”
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