Short Every Quarter Poems

Right Hand

Every quarter moon my 
pale right hand splits in 
two. Inside are 
tap parts of 
different small sizes who 
whisper about 
how wonderful it is 
that my blood type is 
Z. 
Too they whisper about 
many wicked things.
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every minute of every hour
every heartbeat, every thought
every dawn that reaches across
every quarter of every moon
every tide that ebbs then flows
every whisper, every song
every feeling ever known
every single evening prayer
every dream is always you...

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Tick tock tick tock goes your clock
time passes and passes my time
tick tock, tick tock goes my life time
Quarter hour you sing a song
Every quarter you sing away the time
Chimes and ding dong on the hour
My power is fading with the sun set
Sing me a lullaby all the night long
Nightmares of phantoms stealing my life
Singing a lullaby while tightening my noose....

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the rising sun walks quietly in sky
then lowers her lips down
whispers to birds; “wake up”
tells cockerels; “crow loudly”
and intimates the lazy; “sleep on,
time is unfair, sleep on”
then the world bursts into noise
sounds, cries and singing echoes
in every quarter there is activity
with the sun watching and wondering
“I woke up a few creatures but
the whole world has responded!”
then wise sun smiles and vanishes...

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