Ah, this is more like the Twit I know and love. There's a beautiful, haunting creepiness to this that really gets under your skin. An excellent use of repetition and very nicely understated. Let's see what else I have to say, shall we?
The ghosts left their mourning clothes behind in the empty house. [Alright the flow is slightly off here and it's hard to put my finger on what it is, wheether it's the length of the line or that vaguely jarring transition from ghosts to left. I'd suggest something like:
The ghosts have left
their mourning clothes
behind in an empty house
I put the an in there because it would make for a nice move between being general and then specific and feel like you were approaching the empty house and closing in on it. Just a suggestion of course!]
The clock strikes
Once
Twice
Thrice and four; [Oh love, love the sound of this and the change in format. There's something very chilling about that four.]
The chimes fall like petals, alone in the empty house. [I'm not sure about this image. It's a little bit cliche, the whole falling like petals thing. I wonder if maybe you could play with this being a grandfather clock (it surely has to be) and maybe the wooden cuckoo falls out like a dead bird or the chimes fall like dead birds? Shake things up a bit! I don't want to be distracted from the essence of you by vaguely cliche phrases.]
Mother wept herself blind
after Father lost his mind,
and the twins died of death, alone in the empty house. [I like the plosive/ alliteration of died of death and it's also slightly humorous. There's something very wry about this piece and I think pollar has hit on the right lines by calling it a 'dark nursery rhyme'. I'd perhaps like to see slightly more of this stanza, it feels a little short and like you could have got another line or two in there. Maybe add more relatives?]
The dust-sheets hide the bones
but they do not condone, [Again, would love a few more lines here! You start to build up these rhythms but then break away from them just a little too quickly. I think even one more line might do it.]
And so I walk silently, alone in the empty house. [Silently? There's a lot of verbs to choose from and that verb in this last line is going to be what the reader takes away. There should be something in it to sum up the whole poem and silently doesn't do it for me. Maybe what you need is something a little more sureal, like 'And so I walk on candlesticks, alone in the empty house' or just something that's going to keep your reader thinking and guessing!]
Overall, I very much enjoyed this poem. There's still room for improvement, but isn't there always? There's a much stronger voice here than in Psyche (kind of ironic really) and I think you've got a great rhythm going on. Nice work!
Heather xxx
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