You have to be like a clock spring, wound but not loose at the same time.
quote by Dave Winfield
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Everyone has a breaking point, turning point, stress point, the game is permeated with it. The fans don't see it because we make it look so efficient. But internally, for a guy to be successful, you have to be like a clock spring, wound but not loose at the same time.
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The Clock Keeps Ticking
I want alone to be
I want to drown in lonely sea
But the clock keeps ticking
I want to stop
I want to forever halt
But the clock keeps beating
I want to run
I want far away from land
But the clock keeps pursuing
I want to hide
I no more want to think of fight
But the clock keeps shouting
I want to rest
I want in dream hibernate
But the clock keeps breaking
I want to sing
I want to strengthen the spring
But the clock keeps shaking
I want to only follow
I no longer want to know
But the clock keeps pumping
I want to hurt
I don’t care if I should hate
But the clock keeps moving
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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If the universe is running down like a clock, the clock must have been wound up at a date which we could name if we knew it. The world, if it is to have an end in time, must have had a beginning in time.
Time No Friend
Time, you are no friend
'Cause you don't hang around.
You're always on the go you know.
Your clock hands always wound
ready to spring
and ready to ring
your alarm to startle me
and my friendly reverie.
Time, you are no friend.
You just keep movin' on.
Will you never stop and shake my hand
before we both are gone?
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Grandfather Clock
The old grandfather clock stood in the hall
It kept time for us all
Through winter, spring, summer, fall
When I was young I would say
The big hand is on five today
and that's how I told time that way
As I progressed in age
Time was read in the correct usage
And time became more of a gauge
Time to go to school and learn
Time to work for what you earn
Time to leave no stone unturned
Time for weddings dresses worn
Time for children to be born
Time for graduation gowns adorned
Time for me, time for you
Time to see things through
Time for living and dieing too
The old grandfather clock still keeps time
Counting the hours that life is prime
So make the most or be left behind
Ticking Clock....
Overwhelmed.....just need a place to sit....
the thoughts in my mind,
well....they just won't quit!
Funny how a clock can grab my attention,
you know.....
the kind with the seconds...
counting down.
As I loose my mind in thoughts of the day,
that click...the seconds....
I have to weigh...
I'm here...
I'm now...
then seconds are clicking....
So I have a thought.
Why am I wasting now?
Just how do I love this second?
I don't want to waste precious time....
the clock makes me hear my stupid whine....
Damn you ticking clock! ! !
Me-Time Continuum
I watch the clock ticking out its time.
I hear the gears tocking 'till the chime…
I hold my stare acutely
And focus ears astutely.
The whole gestalt of this assault by me on clock
Collapses in to hence become
A new me-time continuum,
This clock and I a vacuum;
Dial and me, we've come to be
A synergistic, fatalistic victim,
Hmm…
When it ticks, I then tock:
I am me as well as clock.
When it tocks, I then tick.
We burn together down the wick
In candle wax, both cold and warm,
Together now in molten form.
We jump the side but soon to stall,
Only to solidify
Until the active plateau
Chases…
Down…
Sinking…
To melt again the bit that ran (us) –
All in a time storm
With timeless plan.
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
Ti me time time time time time time time time
Time time time time time
Time time time
Time time
Time time time
Time time time time time
Time time time time time time time time time
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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At Six O'clock
I heard the Ave Maria at six o'clock,
Today hear crimes on the radio at six o'clock.
I watched The Little Princess on tv at six o'clock,
Today watch explicit sex at six o’clock.
I was playing catch-up with my friends at six o'clock,
Today lonely children play atari at six o'clock.
I drank hot soup at six o’clock,
Today guys smoke crack at six o'clock.
I prayed to the guardian angel at six o'clock,
Today they kill people at six o'clock.
I studied algebra at six o'clock,
Today are planned crimes at six o'clock.
I was happy at six o'clock,
Today are all scared at six o'clock.
Parody in honor of Llorca
poem by Aschelminto Da Silva
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New Spring
Spring!
Spring! How beautiful is the
Spring! How wonderful is the
Spring! How majestic is the
Spring! How fantastic is the
Spring! How tantalizing is the
Spring! How glorious is the
Spring! How melodious is the
Spring! How joyful is the
Spring! How breathtaking is the
Spring! How uplifting the
Spring! How happy is the
Spring! How magnificent is the
Spring! How colorful is the
Spring! How tasteful is the
Spring! How memorable was the
Spring! How flavorful is the
Spring! How aromic is the
Spring! How sweet is
Spring! How beautiful is the
Spring!
poem by Mario Saboundjian
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Little Toy Soldier
Once upon a time there was a toy soldier and he lived in the play room
Once upon a time there was a toy soldier with a whip lash in his hand
And every night little girl sadie would take all her clothes off and wind up the toy soldier and he raised his whip and said
On your knees little sadie
Little sadie on your knees
Taste the whip and love might given likely
Taste the whip and bleed for me
Little sadie loved her little toy soldier
And she run home from school each day
Little sadie loved her little toy soldier
And she locked her door so she could play
Little sadie got ambitious
And wound the clockworks so to tighter
So he could whip her harder and harder
On your knees little sadie
Little sadie on your knees
Taste the whip and love might given likely
Taste the whip and bleed for me
One day sadie wound and wound
And wound and wound
And wound and wound
Til suddenly the little toy soldier spring, went. . .
(ugly, beat her to death)
Ahhhh
Cough, cough, cough
song performed by by David Bowie
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Spring Fever
(words & music by giant - baum - kaye)
A little bird, he told me so
He said come on, get on the go
Open your eyes the sky is full of butterflies
The blossoms on the trees stir up the honey bees
Spring makes my fever right
Spring fever, spring is here at last
Spring fever, my hearts beating fast
Get up, get out spring is everywhere
Well if you feel the wanderlust
Just grab a car or hop a bus
In every town theres excitement to be found
So much is happening
Dont miss the joy of spring
The worlds in love just look around
Spring fever comes to everyone
Spring fever, its time for fun
Get up, get out spring is everywhere
Spring fever, its spring fever time
Spring fever, watch that fever climb
Get up, get out spring is everywhere
Spring is everywhere
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Looking at the clock
If you watch a clock time goes slowly,
If you don’t watch a clock time goes fast.
There is an expression,
Time flies when you’re having fun,
-ignore it, it is fake! -
Time goes fast if you don’t look at the clock or
If you watch television or a DVD,
Time goes slow if,
You keep asking what time it is or
If you keep looking at the clock.
poem by Kayleigh Butler
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The Walking Dead
I don’t sleep too well anymore.
I’m usually awake in the morning by 4: 00
I look at the clock and say “Oh no! ”
Should I stay in bed and lie awake
or start my day early with a coffee break?
I’m ready for a nap in the morning by 10: 00.
But then I’d have to start my day all over again.
I’m not a good napper. I hear every sound.
I’m like a ball of string that’s tightly wound
but coming loose at the end.
Now REM sleep, what’s that about?
That’s something I think I’ve done without
for too darn long. It’s a female woe.
A man hits the pillow and off he’ll go.
He’s asleep before you can say goodnight.
It’s obvious it gets worse the older I get.
There’s a clock in my head that must be set
with an alarm that goes off at 4: 00 in the morn.
I wish I could sleep like when I was born.
But that’s not gonna happen soon.
So here I am deprived of sleep.
I’ve tried everything, even counting sheep
but the darn fleecy things keep on comin’
and in my head I hear a drummin’
sayin, ” get up, get up, and get out of bed.
Most times I feel like the walking dead.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The clock is clicking
The clock is clicking
It is clicking to show just then
A time span of one second
Has become the past
The clock is clicking
Each click means a step
Towards your progress and growth
Optimistic wisdom says
The clock is clicking
Each click means a nail
Onto your coffin
Philosophical wisdom says
The clock is clicking
Each click means the arrival
Of a child in India
Population expert worries
The clock is clicking
Each click means the committal
Of a crime
Police personnel observes
The clock is clicking
Each click means a travel of 2.5 km
In space of the earth's surface
Astromer estimates
The clock is clicking
Each click means a change
In fortune of an individual
Astrologer announces
The clock is clicking
Each click means the admission
Of a heart patient
Health specialist heaves
The clock is clicking
Each click means the drain
Of my battery
The clock cries within
The clock is clicking
Let the clock be clicking
Let any one have his or her inkling
Let us be lively and kicking
Let nothing stop us becoming a king
The clock is clicking
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Tick Tick Tick....!
Tick Tick Tick Tick,
Clock Ticks,
Lub dub Lub Dub heart beats,
Cycle of inhaling and exhaling
makes breath,
Pulses from unknown center has own lifetime,
keeps time for us, clock that set in
every cell schedules its life and
birth! Life is light trapped in atom,
excited electron has to fall back,
Just like life raises up and falls
back,
rhythm, wavelength and
frequency decide energy of light, local time may not match with
clock in other region,
Light travels covering space
does truly decide time?
You are the medium where light
is slowest, faster it is in different medium
and plane, Before the internal clock stops,
Sending warning alarm,
Alarm thyself, you are here not
only to know,
But also to the wish of the one
beyond light and clock, who can fix clock even in a light
photon,
can fix clock in everything,
Arise and awake before chime of
alarm,
No snooze is there in your clock, Never get yourself lost in
yawning,
No one can stay here.
when time is up!
Namaste and thank you all before
my clock ticks and buzz to say
time is up!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Cut It Loose
(Jean-Paul Maunick / Dominic Oakenfull)
It's July but it's winter in your mind
You've been down but never quite this way before
It's a crime to watch the needle take another soul
Look around see the poison killing people by the score
You've got into something that's leading you nowhere, cut it loose
Yeah, yeah, cut it loose, turn it out
Getting deeper into something, that leaves you with nothing, cut it loose
Yeah, yeah, cut it loose, turn it out
Every time you escape into the wilderness
You will find it's stolen just a little more of you
You say you're fine, but it's only your imagination
Such a shame, 'cos you've only got yourself to blame
You've got into something that's leading you nowhere, cut it loose
Yeah, yeah, cut it loose, turn it out
Getting deeper into something, that leaves you with nothing, cut it loose
Yeah, yeah, cut it loose, turn it out
Such a shame, you've only got yourself to blame
You've got into something that's leading you nowhere, cut it loose
Yeah, yeah, cut it loose, turn it out
Getting deeper into something, that leaves you with nothing, cut it loose
Yeah, yeah, cut it loose, turn it out
song performed by by Incognito
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Seven o'clock
When the clock strikes 7
i say to myself that time sure does flly
so fast that i don't even realize wahts going in my mind
i say why does time fly when the clock strikes 7
it dosent make sense because when i look up from my homework
i say it's 8 o'clock and my mom will be home soon
like my aunt use to say time fly so fast
that when i fall asleep its now morning and im starting a new day
wow time really does fly!
copyright 2009
poem by Nalaysia Cannonier
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Trixi The Pixie
Trixi the pixie worked for Father Time,
which was just Jim-dandy fine.
One day Father Time fell asleep
and suddenly time stopped
and nothing moved anywhere.
Trixi decided what she had to do
to get things going again
and wound up the universal clock,
but when she wound it,
something went badly wrong.
Time instead of going forward
suddenly started going in reverse.
Birds started flying backwards,
things went back into holes
where they had just come from.
Cars whizzed by at an alarming rate
with drivers looking forward
and the car speeding in reverse.
Everything was retracing itself in a backward mode.
The world was in chaos
with ships steaming backwards
and their funnels steam going in instead of out.
Just at that moment, Father Time awoke
a bit dizzy as he watched the hands on his clock
spinning wildly in reverse.
Oh my, Oh my, he shouted
Trixi what have you done?
The futures going backwards
and the past is coming forward.
He pulled on the large handle of the universal clock
and everything came to an abrupt stop.
He adjusted the leaver slightly
and pushed it forward and everything rushed forward
this time at an accelerated rate.
A snail broke into speed and broke the sound barrier.
Things were getting silly again.
Everything was moving faster than they should.
Transport was finishing journeys in seconds flat.
Time was spinning well out of control.
Oh my, Oh my, Trixi what shall we do
and pulled the leaver again,
then again into reverse everything flew.
He pushed the leaver slowly forward
until normal speed was restored.
He yawned and said I am tired.
Trixi wake me in an hour
and with the way time is going
when I awake it will be next year.
15 September 2009
poem by David Harris
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Let It Loose
Lookin out for trouble, looking to succeed
Tut, tu-ru ru, tut tut tu-ru-ru
Set yourself free
Baby loosen up your tie
Papu mao mao, papu mao mao mao
Ooh let it loose
Papu mao mao, papu mao mao mao
Papu mao mao, papu mao mao mao
Ooh let it loose
Papu mao mao, papu mao mao mao
Papu mao mao, papu mao mao mao
Breakdown in the tempo
Cold sweat constantly
Play the radio loud and get lost in the beat
Come on baby let it slide
Papu mao mao, papu mao mao mao
Ooh let it loose
Papu mao mao, papu mao mao mao
Papu mao mao, papu mao mao mao
Ooh let it loose
Papu mao mao, papu mao mao mao
Papu mao mao, papu mao mao mao
Papu mao mao, papu mao mao mao
Papu mao mao, papu mao mao mao
Rock nroll in danger from machinery
Tut, tu-ru-ru, tut tut tu-ru-ru
Sing it with me
Tut, tu-ru-ru, tut tut tu-ru-ru
Tut, tu-ru-ru, tut tut tu-ru-ru hey
Tut, tu-ru-ru, tut tut tu-ru-ru
Tut, tu-ru-ru, tut tut tu-ru-ru
Tut, tu-ru-ru, tut tut tu-ru-ru
One more time with lots o soul
Almost till ya lose control
Papu mao mao, papu mao mao mao
Ooh let it loose
Papu mao mao, papu mao mao mao
Papu mao mao, papu mao mao mao
Ooh let it loose
Papu mao mao, papu mao mao mao
Papu mao mao, papu mao mao mao...
Let it loose
song performed by by Gloria Estefan
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Let It Loose
Theres no sense in waiting
So lets make a start
I got a poisoned finger
On a broken heart
Dont have time for reasons
Or feel inclined to quiz
The past is over
Thats just the way it is
Start it up
Start it up
And let it loose on me
Let it loose on me
We could sit forever
Or we could take all night
Of the whys and where fores
Of the wrongs and rights
Crazy situation, anyhow
Turning on frustration
So tell me why not now
Let it loose on me
Start it up
Start it up
And let it loose on me
Let it loose on me
song performed by by Chris Rea
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