Today’s Throwback Friday poem comes from this time last year, and during these days of feeling like an unwound clock, “Man Overboard!” feels like an appropriate choice.
Daylight Saving steals an hour, but where does it go? This poem asks, with a wink and a sigh, where time goes as it slips overboard. Paired with Tame Impala’s hypnotic groove, it becomes a meditation on time’s absurd disappearance.




“Man Overboard!”
Time vanished overboard,
and was last seen going forward.
Who will rescue the lost hour?
Who has the righteous power,
inside the clock’s stoic tower?
Somehow it doesn’t matter
that no one heard the clatter.
Time has no protective hands.
Time is not a rubber band,
nor a loose grain of sand.
I do not understand
how time’s forgotten hour was banned
and stored away in never-never land.
Sometimes events happen without explanation. While the poem wonders where the missing hour went, Tame Impala’s “Let It Happen” suggests we relax, let go, and drift with the mystery.

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Tullawalla:
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Ivor Steven © October 2026

Time slips away into the past which makes each moment preciou :-]
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Excellent poem, Ivor. I’m on the side of permanent Standard Time.
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Thank you and I agree, Andrew
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This poem is great, Ivor
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Thank you so much, Robbie 🥰🌏📘
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Very intriguing question. Time keeps on slipping, my dear friend. Wonderful poem and soundtrack. 🎶🥰
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Yes, and probably more questionable as I’m getting older my dear friend 🥰😉
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I know that feeling all too well! 🥰
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Amen Ivor
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Yes I think it’s an unnecessary process, Willow
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i am ever confused by it
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And becoming more confusing as I’m getting older
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same
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I’ve never understood it…and it does mess with a person’s body-clock. 🙂
Great poem! Such a perfect title! 🙂
(((HUGS))) and ❤️❤️❤️, and ⏳🕰️⏱️🕓📱!!! 🙂
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And it seems to affect “us” oldies even more … thank you very much for your thoughtful words, Carolyn 🥰🌏📘🐶⌛⌚⏰⏱⏲🕰😉🌞
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I missed this last time. Maybe I was asleep
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Yes, daylight saving has that effect …
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