Cries of the Banshee

Oh how once I heard a terrible cry, 

from within a house upon a hill.
I set myself to the matter, 
beneath grey skies pocked with darkling clouds. 
How long has it been hence 
that I have sat down by this door, 
beneath this window, as ever waiting? 

Heart breaking, I contemplate 
walking to the meadow yonder,
Boo, my sole companion beside me.
   
Ten years hence,
still you will not come.
 Why wail and moan accusations, 
spit frothing curses upon my word, 
in your misery?
Beneath this window,
I sit here as ever, waiting.

Heart breaking, I contemplate
Walking to the meadow yonder,
Boo, my sole companion beside me.

I am not the terrible ogres that set upon you.
I am sorry they took your eyes.
I am sorry they pierced your ears.
I am sorry how they tore you apart.
Ogres have long since gone. 
How long has it been hence 
that I have sat down by this door, 
beneath this window, 
as ever, waiting? 

It is time,
I shall deliver this passage, 
shot from the cannon within my 
heart breaking, 
I walk toward the meadow yonder,
Boo, my sole companion beside me.
One last time, I endure
those terrible cries... 
"I wish I was your dog!"

DreadfulBride

Author's Note

To my chagrin, having "delivered the passage",
the response was, "That is beautiful"!
So much for the deaf. I am sorry dear heart.