![]() mourning songA Poem by freelancejousterpinpricks of light filter through the coarse, woolen, woven blanket that hangs ersatz and heavily from the half-hidden nails above the windows and onto the two bodies twined together, sleepy and rumpled from the mournful bird song that accompanied the harsh light. one body, slender, sat up quickly, raced to the window, tears streaming down her face, placed a small warm hand to the smooth cool pane. the other sat up slowly, yawned sluggishly, and eased herself to her elbow, murmuring questions and beckoning that she come back to the warmth. the first stumbled back and pressed her face into the shoulder of the first, finding solace and comfort in her arms. "what's wrong, my love?" soft, whispered words, like a feather blanket, enfolded the first, and she shook her head, unable to explain but for they sound heart-breakingly sad. © 2011 freelancejouster |
StatsAuthor![]() freelancejousterWIAbouti'm a muppet with his secrets revealed. i'm a lost teenager. i'm a rugged adventurer. I'm a bumbling novice. i'm an awkward intellectual. i'm a tear-stained lover. i'm a starving artist. i'm an.. more..Writing
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