Thursday, April 23, 2009

PAD 23

Swan Song

The laughter stopped.

I don't remember when.
Gone without announcement,
no rush of fleeing wings,
only the void left behind.
You were mute,
I shrill as the blackbird.
Did they steal it and fly away,
to replace their harsh caws?
Now, even the mockingbird
has only the whipporwill's cry.

Today's prompt was regret, another prompt I really, really didn't want to do. I'm not that pleased with this, but considering how many attempts I had to throw away or delete, it'll do.



Blogger Magdalene6127 said...

It's powerful, Cyn. I am in awe of your doing this.

April 24, 2009 3:53 PM  

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