Clockwise Poems - Poems about Clockwise

Spinning counter clockwise, it’s getting dark early; Make sure that you play in the Sun daily....

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gold pink orange dawn rise up refreshed in sunshine like a fragrant bloom in torrid noon hour emerald green and jaded birds sing to summer reds mauves turn dusky shadows lengthen into night glimmering moonbeams midnight of dreaming diamond stars are twinkling fire music in the night...

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Everything is always going right, Because the circle of life is a cycle of time. We move forward in time, clockwise we spin. Everything is always going right, Because all that happens is for a reason. We learn spiritually, physically, mentally, emotionally, Clockwise our times tick. Everything is always going right, Because all things were meant to happen. Our internal clocks move forward within, To...

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a single moment stays another builds a solid maze every tick of the clock displays rising iron walls with slates to gaze the tick of a tock is the groove to insane caught on a string, can’t swing away twisting in the turning fate the push of a hand tips the flow of sand the other hand pulls the weight forever sharpening the keys iron mask...

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If the end was the beginning and the beginning the end, would you go back in time and would you do it again? Would it make any difference to go counter clockwise, because one you're going backwards and forward you're just repeating So is it safe to say that life is just a game? Like a chess...

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