Shared with Momoetry April Poet Month challenge – free verse and inspired/paraphrased from this post at Spinning Visions
23rd Jan 2026 – Shared with Poets and Storytellers United #211 – Night and Day

With you, I find myself wishing;

everywhere I look

…all I see are clocks…

…tick, tick, ticking…

Both feet rarely grounded,

but six-thirty,

twice a day, at time masters call.




Fill my hourglass with molasses

because I cannot make it stick;

make the drips slow and sweet…

tick, tick, ticking…

Later;



The world entirely changed;

a rose garden under concrete

pillars that hide the sky.

Redded hands,

strawberry smears or bloodied

stings of sweat and toil?




With you, I find myself wishing;

twice a day, at time masters call;

at these intersections,

…all I see are clocks…

…tick, tick, ticking…