Tick Tock

My life is like a clock

continuous oscillation

however, measured

every nanosecond treasured

hells bells are beckoning

is it time for a reckoning?

tick tock

Rewind the clock, I say

bless me one more day

bells melodiously ring

red-feathered birds begin to sing

My continued journey here

will be without fear

tick tock

As the pendulum swings

a frictionless pivot

first to the right

then to the left

mesmerizing motion

tick tock

My life so finely tuned

expect no departure soon

My life is like a clock

a perpetual commotion

see no reason to stop

tick tock

-Eugi

Retrieved from archives of old blog

About Eugenia

“I would rather be amongst forest animals and the sound of nature, than amongst city traffic and the noise of man.” Anthony D. Williams.
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17 Comments

  1. Wow! Nice.

  2. An encouragement to use our time wisely 😉 💞

  3. Fascinating poem.

  4. My life so finely tuned…man, do I ever wish that were true for me. 🙂 Great job!

  5. Terrific poem- I can feel the rhythm of the clock.

  6. I am in tune with your poem, except the life finely tuned part.

  7. Love the poem! And a great reminder that time marches on….⏰

  8. Love this, Eugi. The rythm is reminiscent of a clock ticking and the rhymes are lovely! 🙂

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