Best Clock Poems

Clock of time thy hands go faster
Faster than the Moon and sun
Dreams and hopes with thee they linger
O thou lonesome forlorn singer
Hearts of people full of sorrow
With the funerals of the shadows
In the circle of Thy tick tick
Midst of sorrow midst of fun
Wait and linger...

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~ Grandfather's Clock ~
 
My old grandfather had a clock
It wasn’t a grandfather clock
A clock it was that went tick tock
It sent me mad grandfather’s clock
Till once I hit it with a wok
But it was steady as a rock
And then it laughed and said cuckoo
A...

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You go about your daily life,  but do you even care ?
That one day you will wake up and your earth's not there
And what I'm about to tell you may come as quite a shock
But it's only two minutes to midnight on the Doomsday...

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Left out in the cold
Silent night; my jilted star
That once blazed in cherish across her world
That once lit up her heart and twinkled her toes
Now, no longer glows

Once; upon a long time ago
A memory now of old forgotten times
A star now in decline
It lies there...

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On a spotty, sprinkled day, at the Plott's house on the block,
A squatty Uncle Scotty had sent a polka dotted,  cuckoo clock!
The family said "That's handy!", and found a spot upon a shelf
For the dandy, new Swiss timepiece,...next to toddy mix and tea pots!

While...

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When I was born, who would have thought
I’d grow up to be ruled by a clock.
Clocks mock dreams while hours gawk - 
clicking off our minutes, letting seconds go - -
		
		Did I turn the coffee and iron off,
		remember drops for my cough ...
		oh, I don’t...

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All alone in the corner of the room, 
proudly stands an old grandfather clock. 
His presence ever majestic looms, 
as he precisely tics and tocs. 

He counts every second of the day 
and every minute of our time. 
Never a word does he say, 
but...

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Looking back on the winters of my life,
I realize now, each brought a new light.

Though at the time my eyes did not see,
the wisdom, God was planting in me.

Certain seasons, bring more rain,
and surely, some bring more pain.

As the clock ticks on, taking us through,
for...

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Doomsday Clock Out of Control OR NOT?

Clock illustrates man’s vulnerability
to a catastrophic diaster.
Threat to humanity and planet
drawing nearer, faster, faster.

Last year proved perilous, chaotic
the looming threats, plus climate change.
French Pres. Said, “we’re losing the battle.”
Who should accept most of the blame?

It’s humankind that’s invented
Implements of...

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Whilst the clock ticks, appear memories of her past
For three faces she owns, which would be the one that lasts

Would it be the one from old, or the one from her recent past
For three faces she owns, which would be the one that lasts

Many words...

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It is then, that time does mock,
in fractured, punctuated dreams.
Alongside the tick of the clock.

Elusive, as sea serpents in a Loch,
your reflection, not always as it seems.
It is then that time does mock.

"Come, count the years, take stock.
life, expired tickets, you can't redeem,
alongside the tick...

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I can’t get behind the wheel, I’m disqualified
So I’m on the early morning train ride to the city
There are so many commuters, I join the throng 
Down the street as I was drifting with the city's human tide.

We are packed like sardines crushed side by...

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"All we have to decide is what to do with 
            the time that is given us"        ~ JRR Tolkien ~

We are defined by how we use...

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That clock on the wall is going too fast,
If it continues this pace I don’t think I will last.

I woke up this morning and looked over the sink,
to see my reflection and it got me to think...

There are lines on my face that I’m sure...

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Children have gone, house settling down;
     sitting and sifting through memories found.
How quickly life passes--a grandma now
     I wish I could reverse the clock somehow.
I didn't know how quickly they would grow
     into...

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