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What Makes Us Tick

Updated on March 12, 2014

What's That Noise ?

I went through all my years of school with passing grades

Even though I slept in a few of my classes

I did what most students do


I wasn't prepared for what I was about to happen

Let me tell you Science wasn't my strong suit

Neither was Biology or Chemistry

As I got older I barely passed math

Luckily I am wiser now

With school behind me or so I thought

It began one afternoon when I was home minding my own business

I was looking at my life and wishing my day was different

Not just the same old routine

Something to make my life incredible and stand out

Then I heard that noise

It was a ticking sound

Louder than any clock

It went like this

Tick followed by another tick, tick

I jumped out of my seat

Where did that noise come from

I was all alone sitting by myself

Listening to my favorite music on the radio

A nice catchy song

That had a nice beat

But no tick

So I quickly shut off the music

So I can hear that sound again

The sound maybe came from outside

I could see nothing out there

As I listened carefully


So I waited and just what I thought


Did I make up the sound in my head

That is crazy

Then I heard the same sound this time softer than before

Where is the ticking coming from ?

Tick, tick again and again

Oh c'mon you got to be kidding me

Why haven't I heard this noise before ?

Every thought began to rush through my head

I know it has to be something in my pockets

I scrambled to empty them out

My keys nope

Wallet and loose change

Piece by piece

With both my front pockets empty

I just had my cell phone in my back pocket

It has to be my cell phone

Ah what a relief

I didn't know what to think

I looked at the small pile of things tossed on my table

I checked my phone no messages

How could it make that sound

A new app. maybe ?

I watched it carefully

Checking it out

It was the latest phone they offer

I haven't figured out all the gadgets yet

As I played with the keys

Finally I shut it off

No noise complete silence

Relaxed once again

Tick, tick again

What ?

I moved my hands covering over my eyes

Then to the top of my head

What could cause such a ticking sound

It has a rhythm like a heart beat

I remember as a kid paramedics would take somebodies pulse

They would use their index and ring finger across the wrist

Not your thumb

Count the beats for twenty seconds

I never gave it much thought

I will give it a try

I turned my wrist over firmly with my palm facing up

Nothing yet

So I moved my fingers over a little bit

There it is

I feel it now

Tick, tick

I pulled my hand off my wrist quickly

I shook my head

That's impossible

Who am I ?


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      DREAM ON 3 years ago

      Gypsy Rose Lee It is amazing how we have a heart beat that we never even hear. I remember that commercial so well. Each tick is something very important to celebrate. Thanks for your comment.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 3 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      This one really got me. However you know I have had moment when I've been really exhausted that I could not hear but feel a ticking inside of my head. Sort of like being on the borderline of a headache but definitely a ticking. Odd, really odd. Made me also remember that silly battery commercial it takes a licking but keeps on ticking. Here's to many more ticks to come.

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      DREAM ON 3 years ago

      Nadine May I think your right. It has me thinking after all these years now is the time to find out something new about myself. Cherylann Mollan I am so happy you were able to see and feel each emotion. I hope both our clocks have a lot more ticking ahead of us. After all these years mine still keeps good rhythm . I can set my clock by it.It is so nice to see wonderful comments thank you both for reading and sharing.

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      Cherylann Mollan 3 years ago from India

      Wow! This was such a gripping poem and I love the meaning. Our pulse, our lifeline, is truly like the ticking of a clock. It runs on and one day, just like a clock, it will stop. Our 'time' is now. Your poem is also so wonderfully descriptive. I could literally create a metal picture of each action and movement. :)

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      Nadine May 3 years ago from Cape Town, Western Cape, South Africa

      Your inner heartbeat was trying to get your attention? Interesting!

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      DREAM ON 3 years ago

      annart We are all made different but how different is the real question. Hopefully we will accomplish much in our lives and have lots to be thankful for. Thank you for reading and sharing.

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      Ann Carr 3 years ago from SW England

      One realises one has a time-bomb within! Time one has to use and listen to its rhythm saying 'get out and do something', get out of the rut!

      Interesting poem; great idea. Ann