Friday, November 19, 2010

Magpie Tales


The bottle on the wall backs up the time,
stuck forever on eleven o’clock.
Magpies fly about inside the ruins
incessantly chattering as they slam
into buttresses until they are tattered.
They keep going, preferring death to captive.

8 comments:

Diane T said...

Gosh, Judy, you are just going and going. I love that the clock is stopped at the eleventh hour.

Brian Miller said...

striking imagery...no pun intended...i think i might prefer it as well...

Reflections said...

Stark powerful imagery... nicely done, the eleventh hour goes on and on....

Helen said...

You said so much with very few few words ...

Bee's Blog said...

Very well done.

Jingle said...

creepy yet moving...
love your magpie.
well put.

willow said...

Brave Magpies, we. Loved this.

kathew said...

Great post- fabulous!