6 To 8 - Melody of Sadness
The raven’s cry bellows with twilight’s grip
Echoing the staggered throb of a dirge;
Where grief’s murmurings become unheard
Down the walkway of crushed expectations.
A strained lullaby becomes incoherent amidst wreaths
As a young mother quells a song for her child,
Interred through the icy pause of birds’ refrain, ebbing.
Nette Onclaud Contest: 6 TO 8
25 Oct 2017
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