Tick of the Clock – Short Poem No. 59

The ticker’ing tick of the clock –

it loves me, not a lot.

Persuasions never effect it –

to slow or haste it’s tick.

Simmering sunsets saturate

eve’nings after I ate.

And how my soul does miserate

how fast they dissipate.

But, opposite, when tasks do bore –

the clock does stutter more.

The worst is yet when slumber comes –

or having the most fun.

The ticking clock, the enemy –

made by who to woe me?

By fellow man, to bring this curse

that follows to the hearse.

Forever striving with the clock,

enduring every mock.

The ticker’ing tick of the clock –

“Tick tock, tick tock. . . tick tock.”

Poets, I was just having some fun with this poem! Can you guess any elements of tempo or rhythm I was using? Sometimes it’s fun just to play with the artistic elements of poetry.

If you haven’t yet, please check out my last post, Sunsets of Beauty. It’s just a simple Haiku I wrote that came to mind after I saw a great picture on Unspalsh.com. If you haven’t yet checked it out yet, Unplash.com is a great place to find free, royalty-free pictures for your blog. All that they ask is that they give the artist credit, which I try to do whenever possible. If there are other sites that you like to use, please let me know if the comments section!

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Tick of the Clock
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