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Ursa Sang a Funeral Song
Or tried. He didn’t know the words. When he opened his mouth, nothing came out. Crows laughed at him. “That’s okay,” Ursa thought. He kept his mouth open anyway. He heard footsteps, his own footsteps. They stopped. He heard the slow whoosh of his blood. Hush, aah, hush. He heard the voice of the ocean saying, “I am here.” “Dream the dream, live the life, be in the body," said the voice of the ocean. She kissed Ursa’s eyes and swam away, leaving a trail of salt water dripping into his open mouth. A song flew out, so raw it had to be human. The crows cried too, flying over the bodies. Ursa Carried a Coffin
Or tried. Ve didn’t know the words. When ve opened ver mouth, nothing came out. Crows laughed at ver. “That’s okay,” Ursa thought. Ve kept ver mouth open anyway. Ve heard footsteps, ver own footsteps. They stopped. Ve heard the slow whoosh of ver blood. Hush, aah, hush. Ve heard the voice of the ocean saying, “I am here.” “Dream the dream, live the life, be in the body," said the voice of the ocean. She kissed Ursa’s eyes and swam away, leaving a trail of salt water dripping into ver open mouth. A song flew out, so raw it had to be human. The crows cried too, flying over the bodies. |
Ursa Sang a Funeral Song
Or tried. She didn’t know the words. When she opened her mouth, nothing came out. Crows laughed at her. “That’s okay,” Ursa thought. She kept her mouth open anyway. She heard footsteps, her own footsteps. They stopped. She heard the slow whoosh of her blood. Hush, aah, hush. She heard the voice of the ocean saying, “I am here.” “Dream the dream, live the life, be in the body," said the voice of the ocean. She kissed Ursa’s eyes and swam away, leaving a trail of salt water dripping into her open mouth. A song flew out, so raw it had to be human. The crows cried too, flying over the bodies.  COLORING PAGE
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(Word > Prose Poems > Ursa and the Animals) posted 20 June 2015
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