The days that tick so happily
So nervously and snappily
They tick and tick ticktastickly
Just ticking down the road
I have to wonder actually...
While days tick by jerasticly
If tick they towards catastrophe
Or tick towards pleasent node
By now the ticks are thickening
The speed of such quite sickening
I try to stop the quickening
Of ending still unknown
Yes the older one gets
Yes the older one gets the faster the days tick by; I do hope it is towards a happy ending, don't you. Time flies when you are having fun. Like your creation on this day, and while counting and noting the days, this poem of yours makes a person wonder and ponder the future. Nice write and good read.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57
Awwwe thanks so much! Your
Awwwe thanks so much! Your such a great reader. :) I'm glad you enjoyed enough to comment
Ticktastic Poem
I read it three times. Gotta go. This one requires closer study and more smies and deeper contemplation - there is soooooo much here to feel/see/know/anticipate and to fill in the blanks tick tick. This is a lasting one, assuredly - Just Bein' Stella
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