Short Tick Off Poems
Short Tick Off Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Tick Off by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Tick Off by length and keyword.
Autumn Viii
sunflower clocks
slowly unwind -
dispersing seeds
tick off
the dying seconds...
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Categories:
tick off, autumn, flower, seasons,
Form:
Tanka
Numbered
~ Inexorably,
Our breaths tick off the minutes ...
Cherish ... every ... one ~...
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Categories:
tick off, appreciation, life, wisdom,
Form:
Senryu
A Gallon of Coffee
The hours tick off
I know every one
Familiar their chimes
until the day dawns...
Crawl out of bed in the morning
though not 'good as new'
A gallon of coffee ~
may yet see me through...
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Categories:
tick off, drink, morning, night, sleep,
Form:
Rhyme
Tableaux Vivant
A
pageant
unveiling
before our eyes,
the
yearly
calendar
revolves month by
month,
as
winter
welcomes spring,
summer beckons
fall-
we
tick off
a birthday,
closer to the
grave.
Inspired by Christina Rossetti's The Months/A Pageant...
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Categories:
tick off, seasons,
Form:
Lanterne
The Surfer
Gasping he sucked in deep
To breathe after made his survival complete
The wave rolled on and left him there
Riding the waves made it devil may care
The sun warmed him lying on his board
Another tick off the bucket list was scored
As he paddled to the distant shoreline
Feeling great and ready for the next item he’d find.
© Paul Warren Poetry...
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Categories:
tick off, beach,
Form:
Ballad
The Room
There is a room
in my mind I keep sealed.
It has no windows
and the only light
is a small red lamp
that gives off a tense aura.
I have seen the same
red glow in films bathing
the inside of submarines.
I feel the pressure push
against the walls and hear
a clock tick off time,
counting down towards
something unknown.
I hear the world
passing overhead
and brace for the burst....
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Categories:
tick off, anxiety, film, world,
Form:
Free verse
The Last Cut
Life’s ending is short,
its beginning unknown
The middle is long,
chasing stone after stone
Memories most vivid,
from decades ago
Feelings now drifting,
like wind driven snow
Our seconds tick off,
as minutes run down
The big picture fades,
tracks left on the ground
Beginning or ending,
the next step unclear
The last cut the deepest,
—to suture or sear
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)...
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Categories:
tick off, death,
Form:
Rhyme