A wonderful tribute to Maya Angelou, May she rest in peace
The heavens will rejoice
with gaining a new poetic angel
but for now this canopy is impossibly sullen
not even the promise of sun is hung
as a ghostly silver orb in the rain stained sky.
Jaded Jay sits silent on the wire,
a dove pair stares blankly
fluffing their feathers against this unending drizzle;
solemnly quiet they speak soundlessly
a fluent somberness
a mourning song that pierces
straight through this gray day heart.
The wide trunks of the woods are dyed –
dark with precipitation
they stand sentry in this forest,
stately examples to the many sapling
rising in garrulous green apparel at their feet.
The next generation of word puzzlers spring up,
joyfully they gather at the knees of their wise elders;
honor and beauty to behold in these strong trees.
At the core her heart beats on endlessly,
at the center her life’s roots reach out…
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