Tick-tocking timepiece
torments thoughts with speed
tomorrow tests the truth
running through the mind
to those who know the hands by name
tick-ticking like a time bomb
exploding as the seconds run out
too late to turn back
time to face the facts
as it waits for no one
eternally running
for ever round and round.
Day two of the ten day poetry challenge, a poem about a face using alliteration. It’s time I stepped up and get it done…here it is…enjoy. Tick tock….
Peace, Love and Patchouli 
It is a part time job but I am looking forward to it so much, handing out food samples to passers by, so many people to be able to talk to and just to get out in public and make people smile with a yummy (I hope) treat sounds like my cup of tea. Not a career job but at least something to do besides go a bit stir crazy 🙂
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Oh I feel your pain Kim. I was literally just telling my co-workers how social media tends to eat up all my writing time and I never find time to actually write (Dark Fey) anymore. Somewhere there is balance, …somewhere…
Best of luck, Peace and NO Stress in your training, Friend 🙂
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Thanks Morgan 🙂 I feel the time crunch these days, starting online training for my new job, trying to navigate and download computer stuff….my writing is suffering as is my reading…perhaps I should have not jinxed myself with this post, eh? Haha….peace and busyness…argh. Kim ❤
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Love this one 🙂 Im always drawn to Time pieces…pun intended…lol 🙂 Eternity Running…thats marvelous Kim 🙂
Great verse!
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True, time feels different depending on where we are at.. it can even stop..or so it seems.
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Thanks Janice, as each year passes I find I some days play catch up for it moves way too fast…other days though, slow and meandering like a stream ❤
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Running with tick-tock worked well… I could feel time surging forward.
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