the sun is sparkling, the rain rumbling, and we badly need some poetry...

Wednesday, 2 January 2013

Marchell Dyon - 1 Poem

Girl With Doves

At peace, your spirit ran off to play.
Now doves, like a favorite doll you cradle.

Biding farewell, chasing after feathers,
All are angels.

The death of a child is never forgotten in the veins.
It festers like an open sore that never heals.

So not to follow, a child’s soul leaves not a footprint.
A spirit now free from this concrete purgatory,

Your beautiful face no longer in tears, you fly towards Heaven
On purchased wings, beyond the eternity of the sun.

In reflective light on your grave, you were here
Giggling beside me, only for a moment then was gone.

Biography: Marchell Dyon is from Chicago IL. She has attended various poetry workshops. While she is currently working on her first and second chapbooks her work has already appeared in other publications including Toasted Cheese Literary Journal, Torrid Lit Journal and Full of Crow magazine.