Best Clockwork Poems

Grim is the threat of extinction... 
Now unveiled in Trafalgar Square
a sculpture to draw attention;
it contains a message to share.

There’s on show a clockwork statue.
Grim is the threat of extinction  
prompting another hot issue
making pleas for a solution.

There’s the need of urgent action
to save...

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When I was a child and my dreams were of gold
I always believed everything I was told,
my faith was implicit, my innocence pure
and magic existed, of that I was sure.

My old uncle Arthur was always in bed
his twinkling eyes sunken into his head,
he told me...

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Red ribbed tank top and panties.
Drawing and writing’s to earn commissary.
Rugged colored jumpsuits delivered daily through the bars.
A few women foaming at the mouth from drug withdrawals.
Smells of jailed prostitutes.
Some for murder or Robbing for loot.
Three toilet seats lined up, One shower curtain hung by...

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Some say that clouds can curve into a dream,
While resting restless roaming in the air.
'Twas I that walked into this cloudy theme,
That myst of mind and matter moved to share.
For breath breathed in my death life new to wear.

From death to life, a clockwork of...

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A little after twelve o’clock,
She slumbered at the window pane
And only I, the kitten, heard,
Then, saw the phantom clockwork train.

The driver smiled and waved his hand;
He had a tubby stripey cat.
The purring cat was fast asleep,
Inside the driver’s upturned hat.

As petals floated on the air,
I...

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Cleaning out the attic I found an old clockwork car sitting in my toy box
It was old and rusty the wheels still went round and it had plenty of knocks,
There was a small hole in the side that was rusted around its green tin sides,
A...

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The seasons come and go                                        ...

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Clockwork

	Tic, Toc,
	Tic, Toc,
Around the clock,

	What’s time 
but a constraint,
        In all the bushel 
it is all yet quite faint,

	You go through life 
doing something you love,
        Transforming It 
into a beautiful...

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The clockwork gears inside my mind keep turning,
And my stomach seems to be churning,
With all these thoughts of you,
I honestly don’t know what to do.
I’m down in the dumps,
And I feel so stuck,
Here in the middle again.
I guess I wish I were dead.
I know that’s...

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Tomorrow is here,
the reckoning of another day gone.
Rushing at the open door of now,
spent before I can wrap myself around it.

A wave of time that crashes with surprise,
slips away without looking back.
Hands that cannot hold it,
point at the door through which it has gone....

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Living in a clockwork Universe
Before we knew the truth  of  random acts
Circles ignored squares , was that perverse?

Clockwork,  logic  Aristotle, terse
This what we thought to be the facts
Living in a clockwork Universe

Yet  could ellipses, circles   us desert
If all...

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Clockwork Cat

Pats my sleepy cheek.
Hits my eyelids, boops my nose.
Yelling please get up!

-by Edlynn Nau
©April 13, 2019...

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Clock work spiders are climbing up my wall ‘sticking in their nasty pins so none of them will fall,
As one of them lifts her leg and begins to spin her steel , 
another scurries closer and strums it with its heel .

wide eyed and terror...

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Tall yet scrawny,
Contrition attempts to 
Force its way through.

In this small window
Breed opportunity but of
An unknown flavor.

Goog-a-lee eyes always
Scrupulous and indeed
Tempting perhaps for
Once ignorable? 

Unsheltered of course 
Two wills in opposite
Directions cannot
Demand wholeness.

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Just three hours, to the dot,
From when my breakfast ends,
Some hunger pangs begin
And their intensity ascends.

It doesn’t matter what I eat,
Though I have my routine;
My body runs like clockwork
Or a well-maintained machine.

Assuaging all that grumbling
Doesn’t take a three-course meal;
A little snack is quite enough
To set...

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