She is a perfectly wound timepiece
Her every movement serves a purpose
No effort wasted
Admired by those who
value clean lines, precision
Who see time as precious, noting
her ease in handling each task in turn
And yet she dreams of
© 2015 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil
William Carlos Williams was a master of metaphor (and also a fellow Virgo, if I’m not mistaken). I can only wish… and admire. Kerry at Imaginary Garden With Real Toads had previously posted this prompt; I am daydreaming with admiration for Mr. Williams and other Imagists today. Amy
August 23, 2015 at 2:50 pm
Oh my…don’t we all? heh-heh 😉
August 23, 2015 at 9:04 pm
You’ve got it, sister!
August 23, 2015 at 3:10 pm
It’s always the most tightly wound that yearn for some good old fashioned chaos. This is witty and also a little sad, because I really hope the speaker gets that bit of chaos she would like to have.
August 23, 2015 at 9:06 pm
An insightful comment. Glad this spurred your reaction, thanks! A
August 23, 2015 at 5:59 pm
That is a slammin’ ending!
“And yet she dreams of
August 23, 2015 at 9:10 pm
Thanks! I woke up with the first two lines on my lips… then later, when the metaphor prompt came up, it was a pleasant surprise, so I just went on with the thought.
August 23, 2015 at 6:42 pm
You just never know, eh?
August 24, 2015 at 10:42 am
The question remains, does SHE know, right?
August 23, 2015 at 7:59 pm
There is a designated balance in human nature great on the upside and a little stained at odd places. Makes it all the more interesting perhaps! Salient thoughts Amelita!
August 24, 2015 at 10:49 am
Thanks, as always, for a pithy comment, Hank!
August 23, 2015 at 9:34 pm
I dream of being her:)
August 24, 2015 at 10:50 am
Now THAT comment begs a poem, I think!
Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
August 23, 2015 at 11:44 pm
A wonderful metaphor.. A perfect clock wishing for those slipping seconds.
August 24, 2015 at 10:53 am
…and the sloppy seconds, too, LOL!
August 24, 2015 at 4:55 am
Well done, Amy. LOVE that ending
August 24, 2015 at 10:55 am
Thanks! I work up with the first line and was “prompted” to finish the thought. Always have that sense of upsetting the balance in mind…
August 24, 2015 at 5:55 am
I need to be unwound.
August 24, 2015 at 10:57 am
Now that speaks volumes, Roger!
August 24, 2015 at 7:33 am
Amy, you definitely struck a chord here, we efficiently process the day, in the back of our minds wishing for a little time to tarry and tarnish, lovely alliteration and I’m sure that Mr. Williams (One of my favs, ever since his poem about plums…) would love this ❤
August 24, 2015 at 11:11 am
What a wonderful compliment, thanks! And yes, the plum poem is a favorite. Part description, part confession, a little slice of life. Amy
August 24, 2015 at 10:51 am
aw…that’s her saving grace making her a human but her dream surely never comes true..sigh…a witty piece…
August 27, 2015 at 2:55 pm
Glad you figured out her finale, Sumana.
August 24, 2015 at 2:13 pm
Ah, love your word choice, and the intention, in the final stanza:
And yet she dreams of
August 27, 2015 at 2:56 pm
Susie Clevenger (@wingsobutterfly)
August 24, 2015 at 2:18 pm
We are all timepieces…I am racing toward antique. 🙂
August 24, 2015 at 7:49 pm
I adore that close!
August 24, 2015 at 8:25 pm
There are lines and scars, which we want to show proudly… for they showed we’ve live… a bit wilder… a lot happier.
August 24, 2015 at 10:29 pm
How beautifully realised!
J Cosmo Newbery
August 25, 2015 at 5:36 am
A good-time girl?
Sherry Blue Sky
August 25, 2015 at 2:21 pm
“And yet she dreams of tarrying….” Me, too. I yearn to be a Couch Potato, but am too driven, LOL.
August 26, 2015 at 3:34 am
You may wish to see my interview, Amelita!
August 29, 2015 at 5:11 pm
Visited, learned, commented… and saw more of your artwork, too! Thanks.