Nov 12, 2009 16:51
Dark times,dark days
when the trees can be heard
screaming
one wordless keen that says
Hush
and
Listen
and
Remember
For today was that day of death
and mourning
and remembrance
Can you hear it?
Then the sky wept
it fitful, screaming burst
filled me up
so full
choking
with heart and dread.
I cannot believe, then
that our fallen beloved
watch us from
above
Truly, to scream so loudly
and to be embraced by tears of the heavens
they must be entombed in the trees.
poetry