Wednesday, June 2, 2010


on the mantlepiece counting down the minutes
before another death
ticking on her face of denial
entrapped within her antiqued mind
unable to turn a blind eye
or replace the chains drummed up inside
while the seonds tick away
she grinds away in deadly charm
remembering the momentous death
of the aloof spinster
and the detached life she lived
while watching the handsome dogs
eat the dead parrot
in silence
the ticking stops

......this in response to AUNT HELEN by TS Eliot...and the line ... the Dresden clock continued ticking on the mantlepiece


rallentanda said...

A very clever an individual response to the prompt. Loved this one.The clock reflects the life of the house and finally stops.Interesting poem . Well done Wayne.

Stan Ski said...

She lived, she died - what happened in between is her own business.
Great post!

Anonymous said...

wow, wayne! what did you eat for dinner?
powerful stuff here.


Linda said...

You are becoming one of my fave poets, Wayne. You never fail to turn my brain matter inside out. And, that's a good thing.

J. D. Mackenzie said...

This reads so well as a scene in a screenplay. I was waiting for a good part for the parrot and here it was.

Anonymous said...

Hello Wayne,

First of all, thank you so much for liking my poem. I didn't know you had commented until today.
I loved your poem starting with its title reminds me of a band I love called The Dresden Dolls. This poem is amazing in so many ways. I love how you personified the clock. "ticking on her face of denial." " silence/ the ticking stops" It's as if the clock has stopped in shock, saddened over the death of the parrot or synchronized with the bird. Thank you for inspiring me to read and write poetry again!

Anonymous said...

Judge not of men and things at first sight.......................................................

flaubert said...

Excellent poem Wayne
It is amazing how everyone had a different take on the prompt!

Francis Scudellari said...

I like how this relates to and broadens the Eliot original. The dogs eating the parrot was especially nice.

Anonymous said...

I loved this line:

watching the handsome dogs
eat the dead parrot