Metronome Poems - Poems about Metronome

In a blink of an eye my stoic attitude had fled deep dark ...

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The metronome clicks~ Tik Tok Tik tok tik it ticks A matter of time...

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   ~ metronome~                    tick            quick        ...

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The Metronome The metronome spilt its last sound like lead dropped on dark clay never to be picked up again where once it beat in rain in sun and his hospital bed scented with an air of gentle hands with sounds of gentleness we all whispered behind soft lips of...

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The Speed of the Metronome Within our hearts there is a pendulum, a metronome that keeps the pace. If we listen to the moments pass, the time begins to race. Some swing to the left; some swing to the right, while others just stand still in the middle. Some can’t take sides or cause a row. They are totally non-committal. We know the...

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a metronome ticking on the piano – empty bench...

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A fistful of a metronome is an organic matter in a metro dome. Fish not a pirate ship and swim swim swim. Great isn't it. Marvel at the many passing floating cakes that arrive. And mirror not a choice of words fir remarkable is never found in a plastic case. It is quite unnatural you...

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It ticks , ticks , ticks like a clock I am nine and I know it demands something but what ? am I suppose to rush to do ? It sits on the piano ...

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metronome keeping me in perfect precision with the demands of the world to conform to stay in the restricting confines of this awkward box while the world twirls...

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Be-beating in my bosom like a time bomb waiting to explode with crimson coated copper-veins and no deactivation code. Fl-fleeting from my carnal coat, the life I was bestowed at birth; with every passing second it diminishes in earthly worth. Sl-sleeping unaware of this, the fact that every breath I take is gravitating me towards a most inevitable fate. Dr-dreaming of a future where my mind's desires blossom...

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Dance to my musical heart beats, Hold thy breath to release my ticks, Capture my whisper in your move, Together we climax in joy. Wind me in your desire for more, Determined to replay each lap, Squirm in passion to my aura, Bound to pulse on my beaten track. Pendulum, 440 hertz or software mode, Dogma will keep one in true form....

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Eyes weaving through rusted lace raindrops snow upon the cheeks the same same blank face you've known for weeks Not a soul to embrace you deaf to each breath you take numb to every heartbeat thats true blind to the smiles you make loneliness succumbing your stares insanity hears your silent cries obscure ropes and anonymous glares metronome voices massacre the mind Memories evanesce into the dark Abyss...

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I can’t sleep Thorny thoughts teeming Feral fangs of conscience Rabid with impatience Questioning my answers Because I have none I can hear it prey On my amniotic sanity Salivating the palatable silence Metronome midnight Pounding my constricting chest With an unmerciful thirst To feast I feel Ravaged and discarded Like a mangled core of Eden Speckled with blindness Desecrated with fate Opaque prophecies Of disheveled doom And earth I lie in sweat Cold, bereft Concrete voices...

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