Tick tock … a clock chimes.
The creature stirs
and slowly nibbles inside the loaf
until minute morsels are missing,
leaving it seemingly whole.
Tick tock … tick tock.
It’s dinner time.
The hungry mouse
munches its fresh lunch
leaving bunches of holes to yawn.
Tick tock … tick tock.
Day’s end is near
The predator chomps
on remnants of stale crumbs
leaving only scattered memories
Tick tock … the clock chimes.
Night has come.
The rodent sleeps
it’s appetite is satisfied
leaving nothing … but the crust.
Tick tock … tick tock
------- Author's Notes -------
My mother has Alzheimer's and I think it's the mouse's lunch time at the moment. I don't want to think about the time when it's apetite is satisfied
Comments on this poem/writing:
|barb (220.127.116.11) -- Thursday, October 28 2004, 12:28 am|
This is what your mom is going through bit by bit apiece of your mom is ate up.))))))
|Capricorn (18.104.22.168) -- Thursday, October 28 2004, 12:47 am|
That's right Barb-- bit by bit her memory is being eaten away, til one day there will be nothing left. I sometimes can't beleive it's happening!
|barb (22.214.171.124) -- Thursday, October 28 2004, 03:46 am|
It must be hard to watch. your poem described it so well.))))))
|Dino (126.96.36.199) -- Friday, October 29 2004, 08:27 am|
Amazing poem Cap. I like how you use a mouse. I watched a special on TV and how something is eating away at the brain cells. Slowly like the mouse is hungry and one by one he eats another and no cure to stop that mouse. I like this poem. It a long goodbye for you and your Mum. Hope someday they will find a cure. Enjoyed your poem, so different.
|Capricorn (188.8.131.52) -- Friday, October 29 2004, 11:24 pm|
Thanks for your kind thoughts -- it is a long goodbye and I feel sometimes as though I have already lost her! Thanks Dino!
|Terrie* (184.108.40.206) -- Friday, October 29 2004, 11:45 pm|
to admire, listen to and capture within ones heart...i totally feel what yo say here,released employees for their breaks in an alzheimers unit saw the many lost souls whom were once organized became dysfunctional to themselves and sad part is many knew what was happening and knew that there will be a time to when they will have no recollection of their memory..as each stage approaches them....i went through it w/my dear father-in-law, when i would relieve my mother-in-law during their visits w/my kids and i.sadly i lost him earlier part of this year..he never even knew that his two only sons preceded him in death..only then did i lose him completely.. just remember..LOVE & a hug still mean so much to your mom...mind giving her an extra one for me????our memories keep them alive...my heart goes out to you.. Cap you have such a giving heart...and your mom feels that love within hers...i admire you......
beautiful..and touching words.....thank you for sharing...
|Cap (220.127.116.11) -- Saturday, October 30 2004, 03:29 pm|
Your understanding words do bring me some comfort, as you have seen what happens when the mouse starts nibbling. It's heartbreaking to see, but I must keep strong. i will give Mum an extra hug when I see her next, Thanks Terrie.
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