Clock Poems - Poems about Clock

...Under the heavy aegis of passing time, Centuries have become a burden weighing upon the moment, We are more severed from purity than all the ages, Corpses of empires, our own decay surrounds us. ......Read the rest...

... I do not even know what day this is! Nor month, or even, what year! For I live each day within a clock. Whose only sound ticks away endless,fear! I have no mirror to see my young face,......Read the rest...

...baby have you seen? the big clock on the street have you seen my smile like happy when i talk about london i only want london is my life i want to be there to have a good life kit conner g......Read the rest...

...It’s cold as I’m waiting. Then it’s numb. Nothing is painful in here. It’s just… As I’m in the waiting room. I’m bored as I stare at smiling magazines. Then at the pamphlets that will never hel......Read the rest...

...Go to your extra lessons. No! My class wil make fun of me. Your big sister can explain. I can do it by myself! I think that's wrong. Someday I'll figure it out by myself, I'm not dumb! You shou......Read the rest...

...The weeds have sheathed the garden from its care as more nails than wood appear of a house lacking adjectives. A sun liberated from scathing entrapment amongst an overburdened forest whose boughs are......Read the rest...

...Here's my suggestion how to fight off your blues: pick up a brush and paint on a canvass whatever comes to mind: landscape, birds or flowers; pick up a pen and write some silly lyrics for childre......Read the rest...

...I run to my next class with industrious speed, I have to make it before the bell Damn it, my car broke down the day before the deadline, what the hell I leap my body through the door, my scalp ......Read the rest...

...Sun up you're up time's up get up light on paste on brush up brush down brush all around chin up shave up wash up wipe up you're out kids up mom's not suit up tie on press down the thumb......Read the rest...

...We are born into a world of sublimated madness, calculated with the precision of a broken clock, amid the shattered stained glass of desolate factories, where the echo of emptiness reverberates, in......Read the rest...

...Continuum David J Walker See it changing See it spinning See it grieving See it living See it dying See it flowing See it flying See it slowing See it now See it then See it bow Se......Read the rest...

...The Room of the Unrequited By Roger White That evening, stillness permeated the lavender-scented room. Dusk crept through the windows smudged by oily fingers, The day’s twilight left a dull u......Read the rest...

... The clock struck 1020 AM on a Tuesday morning in mid-May of 2024. I thought for a moment about the trials and struggles of my life. As I began what could have been a long muse down a memory la......Read the rest...

...What do you mean I left everything I know and love and started new What do you mean the few I called friends times are due What do you mean my animals are back at home I’m crying because I feel al......Read the rest...

... All day the wind has tormented the trees, causing branches to whip and bend. There is an anger let loose, loud in its haste to rip and destroy what is vulnerable. Spider webs woven last......Read the rest...