“Just Killing Time” by Tommie Olofsson
smashing clocks
with delicious
delirious anger
fed up with the
cruelty of time
bash the face
break the hands
kill the tick-tock
that arrogant
voice of a thief
sneering even
while dying in
grip of your rage
like he thinks
you a fool like he
knows something
special a secret to
take to his grave
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The only opponent who can claim to be ‘The Greatest’. Several billion KO’s; no defeats, yet even with that stat we still hate him. Superb poem, Paul.
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no doubt there are many who hate your football team for winning too much
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Damn. Those last 5 lines slayed me. Brilliant. Yup. Cheers! 🙂
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thank you most sincerely
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My absolute pleasure! 🙂
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Superb. You gave “killing time” a new meaning. But why kill the messenger?
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in this case, the messenger and message are one and the same
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brilliant piece!
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thank you most kindly
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Oh this is a Wowza, for sure.
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*smile*
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🙂
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Reblogged this on davidbruceblog #2.
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
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Thank you for allowing your poems to be shared.
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I battled father time quite some time ago and came out the champion. Splendid piece Paul.
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glad you enjoyed it, Kimberly – kudos on your victory
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❤ Paul
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Striking picture. Beating the clock is a challenge. 🙂
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ah, but in poetry, all is possible
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With your poetry you create beauty in unexpected places.
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*smile*
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