Blog Session 3 part 2

Mourning Song

She walked to where the horses had fallen,
walked from corpse to corpse,
and searched for signs of life.
She sang a mourning song for forty days and nights,
wiped the tears away,
and buried the bodies.
But she saved the bones of the most beautiful horse
and built a flute from its ribs.
She played a new song every morning
to remind everybody
that music created and recreated the world daily.

Dream

She walked down the hallway,
walked from room to room,
and searched for the choir.
She sang a series of showtunes,
wiped the spit off her mouth,
and took a bow.
But she didn’t sing well enough.
She sang in a band
to remind her teacher
that she had the voice of an angel.

~ by novodc5 on May 22, 2008.