Tick Tock
I'm getting there
slowly slowly
Know what it feels like
when people reach the goal before you
inconsiderable
slow
dimiwtted abilities
I'll make it
day to night
night to day
yet each time I wake
The scene stays the same.
And the power of my continous flame.
Author notes
Speeds of Time.. i jsut made that title up. O.o
A contest entry
- Overnight Quickie 15x60xovernight by kaibab.
300 points, ended August 9, 2007, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I'm just glad the world spins without catching up on anyone who wants to get there first, a lovely observation, and this I see every day going over london bridge, just as well I go by bike, then of course there are all the racers, beating you to it, and anon!!! Good un!
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But ring does wrap in smaller measure
the circle gift of heartwood's sigh
within the magic of burly bark
stretching round in love's condition
thanks so much for your lovely entry
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Good work! You had a nice flow within your piece and I wish you luck in the contest
~tia
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Cute and interesting piece of art. I have never thought of how the tic toc of the clock could seem very redundant to the poor clock. Great work.
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