Clock Poems - Poems about Clock

...Darkness has pressed up against our lattice windows. Classes start again in the morning. I’m being reabsorbed by college life. I’m a planner. I’ve been going over my syllabuses, repacking my bookbag,......Read More

...Death's voice deranges my mind. It feels as if the clock above my head has begun to unwind. A decade and beyond, But only now am I beginning to feel alarmed. If only I had a magic wand. 14, 15, ......Read More

...As I rise, your smile sets upon the Horizon & clear blue skies, Making today a day of beauty, joy, happiness & love, As I rise, the morning sun shines bright on your melanated skin, How loving an......Read More

... A Divine Tie It`s a tie knotted since childhood days That has grown tighter and tighte......Read More

...I'm the one but I wasn't always me Nothing there that I wanted to see Living in smoke filled haze Traveling through life in a daze Tomorrow come what may Trying to watch what I say Getting by......Read More

...When I viewed the painting The Sirens and Ulysses, I studied the faces of the Sirens. They appeared vacuous and disinterested, whilst still beautiful. The mythology of the Sirens is interesting, as t......Read More

... the ticking is unbearable tick tock the time is flying faster than a plane my heart racing at the speed of light every minute it’s like a knife tick tock that’s getting bigger and shar......Read More

...With a giggle and a wiggle, A mouse scurried up the clock, Tick-tocking on each rung, As time went tick-tock-tick. The hour hand struck one, And the mouse began to flee, Running down in a pan......Read More

...Do you ever wish you could turn back the clock? Or maybe, stop time altogether? As the seconds tick by, do you ever think, In this moment, it’s now or never? Do you ever wish you could go back to......Read More

...I sit here between the tick and the tock No such thing as a clock. I sit here for all to see Yet no one sees where I be. In the darkest night I'm but a blight. High above Still know nothing ......Read More

...I caught the bus the other day I thought I'd go on a holiday The bus arrived promptly at nine The luggage loaded in record time I was very impressed at the service There was no need to feel ne......Read More

...I quite enjoyed writing these two line poems for the Bantu contest - the idea of the call and response with two different statements but the same sensory response to each line. A bit like a game of M......Read More

...As Everyone closes their eyes And the clock strikes 12 Out comes creatures of the unknown Into the world under a cloak They roam to their pleasure Drinking water by the fountain Or even ......Read More

...Unseen in the sky Clockface shining as the moon Silhouette of black Date: 03/22/2023......Read More

...or The Stages Set for Grief "What you sow, I reap -- after I fu*k it over." -- a grossly obese Grim Reaper yet of an appetite greedy * * * Close listen to the tick-tock of......Read More