Stones Can Be Shattered

I used to set an alarm, but I don’t need it anymore.
My inner clock tells me when my feet should hit the floor.
My mind was set till your view clouded my way
Retracing my steps to walk in the light of day

Linking today (on time) to dversepoetspub.com for a quadrille, a 44 word poem, excluding the title. Prompt word is ‘set’.

 

 

About Mary (tqhousecat)

I am a wife and a mother of two grown children. I love Jesus and sharing my faith through written words. I currently have a poetry blog and also write on medium.com. My main focus is hope in Christ. I only wish that whoever reads this will be blessed, inspired and occasionally amused.
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14 Responses to Stones Can Be Shattered

  1. I always wake up to the alarm… alas, since it means I wake up too early.

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  2. msjadeli says:

    Waking up naturally has got to be one of the best feelings in the world.

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  3. After years of being a slave to the alarm clock, I am free! Love this…

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  4. Beverly Crawford says:

    I have no alarm clock any more. What glorious freedom!

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  5. My inner clock always worked well, waking me minutes before the alarm. Retired 9 years now, my bladder wakes me twice to thrice a night; frown.

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  6. Frank Hubeny says:

    My inner clock keeps good enough time as well. If not the light from the window also works.

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  7. merrildsmith says:

    I wake up early naturally, but my cat sometimes wakes me up even earlier. 🙂
    Nice use of the prompt.

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  8. I’m starting to wake up naturally everyday as well, even on weekends when I can sleep in haha.

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  9. Truedessa says:

    I still need an alarm to start my day as off I go to work each day.

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  10. I get a sense of “look out world! here I come” from this. In a good way.

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  11. kim881 says:

    I identify with your poem, Mary. I haven’t set an alarm since I retired five and a half years ago. Alas, like Glenn, I’m a slave to my bladder.

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  12. Alarm clock dependent, here. Love how you’ve said so much in so few words!

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