Coo-Coo-Clock Within My Chest: A Poem

Updated on May 15, 2018
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Val is a life-long practically oriented student of effective emotional and attitudinal responses to the many challenges of life.

Coo-coo-clock within my chest

chiming after every single minute

and with all that sheer joy and jest

I really have no need to ever clean it.


Yes, that's my silly, happy ticker

with every chick passing by

going just slightly quicker

following romantic sigh.


No sin done by window shopping

keeping my ticker in good shape

if it had legs it would be hopping

staying clear of forbidden grape.


And if it happened to be a living tree

tiny birds would use it for their nest

feeling safe and warm as can be

this ticker welcomes any guest.


My coo-coo-clock just going for another chime

honored by new reader having read this far

and not really displaying the proper time

young in an older casing, well, bizarre.


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    • Larry Fish profile image

      Larry W Fish 3 days ago from Raleigh

      I love your poems, Val and this is no exception. It gave me a good smile.

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