“one chooses that moment of experience from which to look back or from which to look ahead”
― graham greene
tick tock, don’t look back
tick tock, can’t look back
tick tock, time to close
tick tock, where’s my rose
tick tock, is this it
tick tock, this is
the
end
(for mara’s poetry 101 rehab – end)
belgianstreets 
That is so rhythmic it could easily be a song 🙂 Good one!
Thank you, it was written in haste…
good morning
Love it! I’ll be hearing tick tocks all night now.
Thank you, I hope that didn’t keep you awake!
Not too bad lol! There’s worse things to keep a person awake 🙂
There are indeed…
That’s a bit different nursery rhyme, isn’t it… I like it a lot, and I don’t hate your reading of the poem either… Thank your for being the most diligent rehab patient!
More melancholy, just how I like it.
Great to hear you reading it as well!
Thank you, I may need to cheer up at some point, perhaps when (if) the sun ever shines here again 😉 (and glad you liked the multi media approach to this one!)
I have to admit that I missed the file until I saw Mara’s comment…!!
I may try this with future poems also then…
Good idea…
how lovely to hear your voice, only just spotted this post as i am way behind. Did it feel weird reading it? I was a bit nervous and my son was making noises int eh background hehe. Great poem x
I quite like reading the poems, but then some do say I like the sound of my own voice (too much), and I used to love being interviewed on Australian Regional Radio…
hah well its good you have the confidence x