Broken clock

by lexie   Jun 21, 2006


Tick tock
tick tock
i hear the familiar sounds,
but something is different tonight,
that is so simple to see,
why I'm quite surprised i hadn't noticed it before,
the hand is moving from one second and back,
so here i watch this unusual thing,
the minute will never change if the clock continues like this,
but now i think a bit deeper,
is this clock a symbol of something more complex,
in life we go from highs to lows,
but never truly go anywhere,
we are simply stuck in one time,
when we wish to be in another,
whether it is days or years,
or just a few hours,
tonight it is nearly midnight,
but the clock says only 8:39,
stuck in something thats not quite right,
unusual and obscure,
but yet there is something about this clock,
that draws me in,
somehow it amazes me,
with just a simple sound,
tick tock
tick tock

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  • 17 years ago

    by johnnys_princess

    The wording and content was great, however i do agree that the flow could have been better, overall good poem well done

  • 17 years ago

    by Jessica

    I thought that was good.. the flow didn't work that well but it was okay.. the idea was very well though out.. and most of your descriptions were good.. maybe just work on the flow of the poem a bit.. (im not very good at that either.. lol) nice job! 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Sean Allen

    I didn't like the first part of the poem. It was too obviously philosophical. If I were you, I'd just describe how the clock was stuck, and then start talking about how we never really go anywhere, and how things never change. I'd still start and end with tick tock, but when things are obvious, it is practically an insult to the reader, as if the narrator were saying that the reader isn't smart enough to figure it out on their own.

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