Tick Tock

Tick Tock,
Slight shock,
Bright Light,
Not right,
Tick Tock,
Hard rock,
Air cold,
Feel old,
Tick Tock,
Limbs lock,
Sense loss,
High cost:
Tick Tock,
Stopped clock,
Last kiss,
Dark block,
Last sigh,


About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and have a terrible sweet tooth. Best friends are Hubby, our dog Maggie, Bro in NZ, MSM and MOH (and his dog). I am also a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! Due to a nightmare of a house sale in 2014, 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat until April 2017. We made strong friendships both on and off the water, and enjoyed swan and duck families for neighbours. Sadly times change and we were once again house hunting until September. We now reside in a small bungalow a short distance from the beach on the Lincolnshire coast.
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4 Responses to Tick Tock

  1. chris jensen says:

    Reblogged this on crjen1958 and commented:
    Shock treatment…..

  2. chris jensen says:

    Society unknown throughout humanity, would kill ones gift with a simple tick tock SHOCK!

    chris jensen

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