APRIL 19
They* walked
On feather feet
And saw
With prism eyes
Took the moon
For a rainbow-ball
They loved
Weaving sunbeam dreams
When the black storm rose
The prism broke
That sad celestial eye
Showered
Gray light
The two shadowy sisters
Hobbled
On brick feet
*Two of my students, who lost both parents in a road accident
Posted for Sam’s prompt @ Real Toads
So beautiful and sad... Reminds me of an old Swedish tradition of ballads (that I don't know what you'd call them in English).
ReplyDeleteBeautiful in its sadness...such a lovely take on the challenge
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written and such a terribly sad event. Those poor girls.
ReplyDeleteSo sorry to hear about this tragedy.
ReplyDeleteTragedy can be our most powerful inspiration your kindness shines through the words.
ReplyDeleteYou have created a great sense of movement from the opening line to the finality of the conclusion.
ReplyDeletehobbling on brick feet . . . great imagery here.
ReplyDeleteI too love your descriptive voice in this one~
ReplyDeleteLovely and sad!
Oh dear--this would be very sad even without the note--well done. k.
ReplyDeleteoh quite sad....
ReplyDeletewe have not lost anyone at school this year...after a rather devastating year last year....
From feather feet to brick feet...an excellent write, Sumana, for the saddest of occasions.
ReplyDeleteK
This tragedy described in the tone of the old legend...love the used words and images.
ReplyDeletePowerful - This poem wraps around the complicated emotions of such a tragedy well.
ReplyDeleteso sad ~
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