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Clock Poems - Poems about Clock

when the clock hits midnight
when we’re are children we are not aware of right or wrong there are no ultimately wrong people, just good people who do bad things as a child i watched my friends get married on the monkeys bars at recess, i got rejected during playtime but it was...

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Categories: clock, angst, anxiety, childhood, conflict,
Form: Free verse
My Old Alarm Clock
A metal shell, a face so plain, With numbers bold in sun or rain. The steady tick, a rhythmic beat, Announcing hours bitter or sweet. No gentle chimes, no subtle sound, But a jarring buzz that shook the ground. A sudden jolt, a rude embrace, Dragging us from sleep's soft space. We'd slap the top with sleepy hand, To silence its insistent command. A moment's...

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Categories: clock, nostalgia, time,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member The Clock Struck One
At twelve forty-five, the clock struck one, and when it had seen what it had done, after sixty more minutes flew, that timekeeper struck two. It never learned, next to the shelf: "Always keep your hands to yourself", so, it continued its violent spree. An hour later, it struck three. Reinforcements came through the door - but, too late, that timepiece...

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Categories: clock, humor, murder, time,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Time Marches On
Time Marches Forward Our relationship is done we can no longer continue. The hands of time have stopped for us. It is too late to turn back the clock. For a while we had great fun. But the ticking clock marked the denouement of our time together. ...

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Categories: clock, lost love,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Christian Marclay’s The Clock - quick draft
written just before going to sleep the actual time is merely a notion to see time as an experience elevates watching time becomes hypnotic fixed for a moment, yet time happened, happens, happening I must and mustn't view it it'll take my minutes, I'll gift them for a seat I won't ask for them back, not in the...

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Categories: clock, art,
Form: Ekphrasis



When Thy Soul Is The Clock
thy soul is the hourglass that ticks and tocks thy soul swings across the edge of the universe when thy soul is the clock...

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Categories: clock, imagery, imagination, inspiration, inspirational,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Fractured Clock
The clock face glares, a mocking, sterile white, Each tick seemed like a hammer striking a blow upon my soul. If I could rewind, erase the darkened night, And make our fractured story whole, I'd turn back time, erasing all the bitter stings, The careless words, the thoughtless, and the cruel neglect. I'd learn to value the happiness that you bring...

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Categories: clock, longing, missing you, poems,
Form: Free verse
Broken Clock
As I sit here I can hear a broken clock Tick.. Tock... Tick.. Minutes turning into hours Each one faster than the one before The constant motion from both its hands, has started to make me sick. intrusive thoughts begin to creep slithering like a serpent Through my mind The ticking has stopped as Death's whispers tauten round' my neck. The...

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Categories: clock, anxiety, dark, death, fear,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Me One Clock Zero
There is a clock on the wall She has been stuck at one-thirty-three for two years I stare at her, loving it that she can no longer tick Her ticking irritated me Because I am ADHD I felt all-powerful taking out her battery...

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Categories: clock, humor,
Form: Free verse
The Clock
I spent two hours plus today At MOMA with “The Clock,”* A cinema montage composed Of film and TV stock. With collected clips of time shown, (There are thousands spanning years) It is brilliantly presented As each clock or watch appears. So if an actor checks his watch And it says 2:15, Your phone will correspond with What the time is on the screen. The film...

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Categories: clock, appreciation, art, time,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member As another second ticks off the clock
As another second ticks off the clock, who knows what’s coming around the block. Will today continue to be okay? Or is something shocking coming our way? Brace yourself, in case it's a shock. Tick tock. ...

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Categories: clock, angst, dark, fate, today,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member The Cuckoo Clock doesn’t Tattle
still bright orange rinds around juice, mixing with a few very green leaves, mixing ultimately with fried rice and chicken; no peas or carrots. finally in the mouth, hands letting go of virtual reality, face cleansed of sweat; finally eating at two o’clock. yes…yes, earlier hot chocolate with teeny tiny marshmallows. wake up time was ten o’clock. the cuckoo clock, doesn’t tattle; stays silent. at my grandma’s...

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Categories: clock, food,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Now that life has slipped away like a dream through the clock of deep silence
Now that life has slipped away like a dream through the clock of deep silence, I’ve admitted myself into my verses as into a sanctuary of illusions and shadows, the nurses are night birds that do not see me, they carry me to the bed of mist, I am split again into father and mother, though within me...

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Categories: clock, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Soldier’s Covenant
A wind-induced smile greets me. Cradling the baby’s head, floccose like a ripe raspberry; I’m both filled with wonder and dread. The fragrance of the care products is a stark contrast to the latibule I’ve habituated for many years during my tours of duty. How am I to care for this fragile being when mankind...

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Categories: clock, baby, war,
Form: Prose Poetry
Sand promise
You promised love whatever the weather, That you will be with me without a break, In the hardest storm we'll be together. That there's nothing you won't do for my sake. You even said you'd die if I leave you. So you filled my heart with love to its brim And you made me to love you through and through. But now...

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Categories: clock, break up, emotions, feelings,
Form: Sonnet

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