Time

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SEVEN O'CLOCK

Seven o'clock always seems to come round
If it's morning I am awakened by the same sound
The...

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LOST IN TIME

LOST IN TIME

A friend called me there other day
And said he invented a time machine
I said you cant go...

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Timing of Rhyming

Timing of Rhyming

One has to keep flowing the timing of rhyming like the toll of a bell with it’s ding dong and a’chiming...

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~ TO TASTE OF LIFE...

{from such is poetry}

~ TO TASTE OF LIFE COMPLETELY ~

How delicious it would be
To taste of life, completely
To sweep into a patch of grass...

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BORROWED TIME

He knows that he committed the crime
Now on the run he's on borrowed time
He must escape and...

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THE GOOD OLD DAYS

The Good Stuff

THE GOOD OLD DAYS

Parents had time to teach their children right from wrong...

Reading stories at bedtime...

...

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BEAUTIFUL ME

I see you looking
Pondering my face
In awe at the damage
Of time

But I don't...

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Moments

Moments

Droplets of water appear in my eyes at the memory of the moment,
My fingers run over these keys as...

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CLOCK WATCHING

Billy Foster is clock watching today
Wants time to go fast needless to say
Going on holiday...

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The climb of my life

The climb of my life

The climb of my life

How can tomorrow be Friday was it not Sunday yesterday ? My life has speeded...

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ā€œoh, great. thanks ā€˜god’...

I raised hell this early morning
a whole day awake
a whole day to wait
wait for the...

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Time In My Hands

Time In My Hands

I once held time in my hands
And infinity unto thine eye.

The universe held in divine—...

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TICK-TOCK

Children's Poem

TICK-TOCK

Tick-tock, tick-tock, went the clock
Seconds and minutes marched to meet the hour
Tick-tock,...

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Time Check

Time Check

Seconds
minutes
hours

Days
weeks
years

Decades roll on
...

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Spindles Of Sublime

Spindles Of Sublime

Seasons spinning in amidst the spindles of sublime..minutes in days, months and years ticking away our...

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Always Upon A Time

Always Upon A Time

Space is a barrier
Time is its carrier
Gravity bends
Time isn’t linear
Its...

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Monday to Sunday..

Monday to Sunday..

Sunday for me is a deep thinking day..when I look back on the last few days, another week gone in dismay...