Hesitation's discourse flatters
every sense of expectancy
lost in time's clock.
Each tick, loses a tock.
When added together,
you get stormy weather.
When subtracted;
you get a short 'pause'
A contest entry
- Prompt 10 entries/ 30 words more or less by mysticstorm.
475 points, ended April 18, 2008, 11 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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each tick klosesa tock, i like that imagerty, time, we can never get it back once it has tick tocked away from us
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No its in the annuals of our history hahaha never to be...
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Really nice and well written...I love the line "each tick, loses a tock...and the closing two lines...well done in thought and flow...something to ponder...
well done...thank you for entering! -
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Wow, thanks for the honor of the trophy and for your elegant review of this piecelol
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A very enjoyable read. I especially liked the third, fourth, and fifth lines together.The ending was perfect.
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You know you're making my 'night' don't you? hahahaaha thankslol
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