Tick Tock Cacophony
by Rachel Hoyt
image by digitalart
The ticks click by quick
as the tocks slowly knock,
then slick as a trick,
they meet up at the dock -
one moment, one prick,
a single time block.
The trick is quite slick -
all ad hocs turned flock,
while still ticking ticks
and chock full of tocks -
the tune coos and clicks
as time turns the clocks.
Copyright © 2015 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved.
This poem was inspired by brain timing research which
found there are many internal clocks from which our experience is stitched.
Delightful!
ReplyDeleteThank you! :)
DeleteYou always find the most interesting things! Your poem has perfect meter too. Very fun :-)
ReplyDeleteThank you, SaraV! I'm glad you enjoyed it. :)
DeleteThis is a fun poem to read. Absolutely love it.
ReplyDeleteDon't know why I even stopped reading. This was fun.
ReplyDeleteTimes slips by
Future present past
How time flies
Never stops or starts
Smiles :)
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