in the vestibule
of bracken and bargaining
and in your swan song
tell me the truth -
why does a sparrowchild
Vestibule of bracken.
i just love the simplicity of this, how beautiful it is, the juxtaposition of sparrow/swan. just lovely.
because the songbirds told her she's not allowed to make any other sounds.
How will you know it's the truth?
(Perhaps that's why they cry....)
It cries because tears are unavoidable sometimes
Good poetry and good question...
I send out my mournful keening
Each note a nail in my own coffin
For a fool I used to be
Wrapped up in a false sense of security
Thinking I knew all that was, and is, and will be
Until I took the fabled step
The step that painted my ignorance for all to see
The drop that shattered my spirit
and the realization that embedded this tune
This sorrowful funeral march in my now parched throat
Because it fell off the nest pushed by the cuckoo-ling. As it so happens in the real world.
Lovely and vivid. I really like the word sparrowchild.