‘I Am A Clock’
I need
To tick
I need
To tock
For I am
A clock.
Kelly Fagelund-Gjersoe (dedicated to Heidi Fox)
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Author:
Thoughts In Time (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 25th, 2019 03:06
- Comment from author about the poem: Live my old mantle clock but the tick tock keeps me awake so I stop the tick tock .
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I honestly can't stand the noise at night, my grandparents always had them up stairs and I never slept well!
Short and sweet
Always appreciated!
Drives me mad the noise..but then I am already...thanks for reading🌹
Lol..made me smile..different strokes for diff folks..love ur added words🌹
this is a lovely little whimsey but with possibly more serious and deeper meaning... not yet made my mind up .. but I hope there is still time..
Time waits for nobody..it’s ticking away..wishing u a wonderful weekend🌹
Very nice poem about a clock.
Thankyou kindly I’m glad you enjoyed it🌹
A fine write T. What to do? I can stand the ticks, but hate those tocks! lol.
You’re a bit tocky...🌹
GOOD EVENING KELLY - Love DALI and his *LIQUID CLOCKS* are awsome - seems like TIME has gone FLUID ! Love the POEM because in essence we are all clocks because we know instintively (through our inner clock) just what time of the Day it is - to the nearest hour. I essence it makes wearing a wrist watch superfluous ! Except perhaps for the MANTRA in my Poem on Etiquette which emphasises PUNTUALITY as a virtue ! English Church Services START (and sometimes finish) ON TIME. We like Evening Services in West Indian Churches roughly 6 to 9 pm ! People come and go - Pray - Give a Testimony - Sit in with the Band etc. Very casual & lively and not a slave to time ! Weddings are very time controlled but an Evening Buffet & Band is timeless ! Your Poem made us think !
Blessings & Peace & Joy
Love ANGELA & BRIAN
🧡💙🧡💙🧡
I have a grandmother clock that ticks and strikes the hour and half hour. It was bought the year I was born by my Grandfather, passed down to my mother and then to me. As far as I am aware it has only ever been on two walls first in my Grandfathers/parents house and now in our current house and it is still going after seventy one years. My life would be strange without it.
There is a poem that I wrote on the site, see my poem on May 16th 2019 entitled 'That Clock.'
Oh how beautiful so special..I love clocks and the noise but cannot sleep with it and I love everything old wooden antique...I will have a look..have a wonderful day 🌹
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