Short Daylight Savings Time Poems
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Must've been daylight savings time
For a hour ago
You loved me
You liked me
You used me
An hour ago you wasted my time
A hour ago
Daylight savings time was for farmers
But its demise is now on the brink
Whether to keep it or let it go
I wonder what Big Ben workers think?
The sparrows don't know
we're saving daylight,
still rising at the same hour.
Hearing squirms of worms,
their wings take flight.
Over nature man has no power.
Tonight’s gentle breeze is like a secret whisper
I savor the silence of daylight savings time
At seven p.m. twilight has not yet appeared
I relish and roll in the charm of today’s wind
.
The geese are in form
Northward bound, SPRING springs forward___
Loss of sleep for man
Daylight savings time
They promise is just fine
Once you get use to it, it is subline
Until then whatever goes wrong
You are to blame
Hopefully that doesn't happen
If it does, "Shame"
Cile Beer
A new day has dawned, the clocks have changed
An extra hour sleep, but my body found it strange
Still on daylight savings time
Confused this wee mind of mine
Why not leave it alone, it confuses people's brains
The clocks are moving on again.
Their time and place contraire.
To look upon their face again
will leave you worse for ware.
For time has changed to light the day
and keep us brighter for it.
In truth we took the time to chase
it's hands around it's orbit.
Daylight Savings Time—
How do you even save the time?
Do you put it in the bank,
hoping to use it later?
Daylight Savings Time—
Why would you save it?
Could we make Christmas longer
or add time to summer vacation?
Daylight Savings Time—
I know what I would not do!
I would never save it
to spend more time at school!
Why Frank’s Hot Sauce isn’t
and Daylight Savings Time doesn’t
and times they ain’t changing
in a land where all white men
are created equal.
Between 1500 and 1800
to this New World came
2.5 million Europeans
12.5 million purloined Africans
while 55 million Indigenes succumbed
to disease and systematic genocide.
And the land of the free ain’t.
Daylight Savings Time
Sunrise to sunset
Lacking grace undertaking
Elapse too short night
By: Eve Roper
2/18/2015
Tick tock where clocks turn back
Each hand for hand me back
Two times for going to that
Back track for hour's at
Docked time for landing on
What hour's erased for gone
Stopped time for haven't had
Not time for doing nad
First time for being said
Next time an hour's dead
Lost time for being there
No time for repeat wear
Host time for living well
Changed time for living Hell
This Sunday morning, an hour of our time was lost.
However, benefits heavily outweigh the cost.
An hour later comes the darkness of the night.
That way, we use less electricity for light.
We have another hour of sunlight in our day.
It's more convenient for us if we work or play.
We will get that hour back in the fall.
An extra hour of sleep will be great for us all.
Snow lay hard and crunching on the ground,
brilliant white blinding reflections of the sun
and daylight savings time marks and says
let's spring ahead
like that will make all the difference.
Time is time spent in minutes, hours
the days and weeks stretching ever forward
regretting the loss of things and experiences past
never to be repeated
but clinging tightly to the present.
Had Heard My Clock Chiming
So wrote this limerick that is rhyming
In time are many grains of sand
And if you have a small hand
Hard to set clock and its timing.
My old clock soon stopped ticking
And out new one started picking
Hour earlier it happened to be
Daylight Savings Time did see
Or maybe again it was sticking.
Jim Horn
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The stolen hour pools beneath the streetlamp,
damp asphalt drinking the phantom light.
We unwind the taut spring of summer,
let the gears groan backward through their teeth.
Shadows stretch like taffy, pulling dusk
across the threshold too soon.
Each dial surrenders to the ritual theft~
morning owes us what the evening keeps.
Tonight we turn back time
The end of
Daylight savings time
A chore for me
I have over 30 clocks
As a clock-maker, not
A fake owner of one or two
I dread two times a year
Forward or backward
Make up your mind
This takes to much time
I never understood this rule
I like time the way it is
Time never changes
So, why do we have to change it?
(A clock I am working on for a friend the skull moves back and forth)
I guess it is almost that time of year
When we head to our clocks and move the gear.
In the spring it is forward we will hear
And I will lose an hour of sleep I fear.
In the fall it's set them back an hour
To give us more sun to devour.
They call this Daylight Savings Time
Yet do we ever really save a dime?
Better use of daylight they say
Yet at the office till dark I stay.
Saving daylight for some it may be
Saving daylight for me I don’t see.