Saturday, August 8, 2015

How the Brain Perceives Time

Tick Tock Cacophony
by Rachel Hoyt



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.

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Saturday, August 1, 2015

What Does Your Brain Say When You're Feeling Depressed?

Blooming Thoughts
by Rachel Hoyt


You're such a late bloomer
you may never bloom.
You think like no other.
You're prob'ly a loon.
You haven't kept up with
the Joneses or Smiths.
You reach for the stars
and chase after myths.
Why can't you just accept
your way's not the way?
Perhaps, if you did then
I would go away.

I'm sorry, but I think
my ship's yet to sail.
My journey's quite complex,
but has yet to fail.
No matter what Jones or Smiths think
I'll fight on.
We agree on one thing:
one day, you'll be gone.

 Copyright © 2015 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved.

This poem was inspired by a study of depression
and how ruminations can lead to further regression.


Saturday, June 6, 2015

Should it Be Illegal for Supermarkets to Waste Food?

What a Waste
by Rachel Hoyt

image by hyena reality

We waste and we want,
always so hungry
to taste more, to taunt
our grumbling tummies.

Always so hungry
to feel satisfied,
our grumbling tummies
crave un-humble pie.

Still unsatisfied
won't taste all we've got,
like the humble pie
by Waste Not Want Not.

Copyright © 2015 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved.



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