Tic Poems - Poems about Tic

It’s summer, hurry up. Let’s not waste a minute. Where’s the sunscreen, where’s the party, who’s knutching who? The sky was crowded with bright, balloon stratocumulus clouds, hanging mountain-like in the air. How can something that big just float in the sky? Either the Greek gods are holding them up, or they defy reason. So, we’re in Athens,...

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Keeping busy Tic-Tac-Toe Checking my lists Tic-Tac-Toe Cooking and cleaning Tic-Tac-Toe Trips to the lake Tic-Tac-Toe Let's take a walk Tic-Tac-Toe Rummaging and fumbling Tic-Tac-Toe Just keeping busy Tic-Tac-Toe Never still. Never rest Tic-Tac-Toe Time always heals Mother said Tic-Tac-Toe Memories Never Fade Tic-Tac-Toe...

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*This poem will make more sense to Americans who watched t.v. in the 1970’s TIC TAC TOE the board real tidy. today Tiger would hold together the family photo. how old the queuing. surely the Brady six hated tic tac toe - the anniversary cake blows the squares, it’s centerfold - Borgnine, Lynde and Rivers. family full of puzzling fun, riveting answers. Alice...

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Bruising the overpass with bold beautiful and brazen boast - make the most of T I M E impressions...

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Upon the wall It hangs counting metronomic moments lost to time John G. Lawless ©9/24/2022...

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an old clock turns from tic to toc midnight falls away from its loose slip knot hands maneuver hands to where dark declines distant specks of time burst into flame if your eyes are asleep you may hear these labors in another place within a space-less room perhaps for the winding of old clocks maybe the winder of your heart has even now stepped over a midnight pause has about-faced from your...

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Tic tic tic Tic tic tic Tic tic tic My life is reckoning parallel to the ticking and the clicking sounds of my heart beating the clock is crying I can hear the hollow wheels spinning the spinning spirals the intricate wires the ticks functioning mechanisms I understand this is the motorized transcensive mark a...

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TIC Competitive repetitive compulsive movement sound Nervously unknown to me I rebound TACK Like a ship I sail I change my course the boat's head through the wind TOE A digit of the foot just three phalanx bones honed Gridded nine square I am A seeker alternating turn complete row Is it jest or just a game, games Diagonal Noughts and crosses Diagonal horizontal Lethargic I take the...

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aka "No More Masks" or "Avon Calling" It seems that your looks are genetic And no one would claim they're magnetic Improve the aesthetic! Apply a cosmetic! Synthetic is seldom pathetic!...

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Luna hears you speak of me And whispers all your secrets In my dreams Through my windows She tells me what you see...

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I’m ready for Tic Tac Toe Cause I got my own rhymes to show Watch me shine My X’s are always in a row Can you feel the room react as it feels my glow The Tickity Tac Tac Clackity Clack Clack Ricky Rhyme Time Show My measures don’t need tethers I’m the man for any kinda weather High or low pressure I’m a national treasure No cold front...

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Tic toc, time's running out real fast The signs are there, the dark clouds are vast Bye bye, have a nice life Wish you well in spite Of the massive havoc you've amassed...

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divide and conquer one size fits all agenda money to be made ***...

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You reach down And place your hand in your pocket And feel last year’s railway ticket Knowing you are going nowhere No ticket to ride the glass in the living room window murky or the world outside just dirty as you look for anyone who may smile friend or foe a Jehovah witness One who’s lost in the wilderness with no doors to knock is...

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TIC-TAC-toe, TIC-TAC-toe, And we are at war with ourselves. We are like little, scary dwarfs We sit, all the best in ourselves is destroyed. TIC-TAC-toe, TIC-TAC-toe, And they draw crosses on our backs. Our sins are sometimes so great, That we are walking a mile atonement. TIC-TAC-toe, TIC-TAC-toe We shed blood reluctantly. We are innocent of being traitors And we perish, flying into the abyss. TIC-TAC-toe, TIC-TAC-toe We...

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