O shrieking woman of early morn:
You shatter the silence with your horrid voice.
You shatter the silence with your horrid voice.
You’re black and beautiful
with a shaggy throat.
with a shaggy throat.
But no heavenly beauty can redeem for such a hellish voice.
The others sing a melody,
delightful harmonious cacophony.
But you, my dear, just squawk and caw
ear-twinging screams
of laboring squaw.
I daresay your nails
on a chalkboard slate
would produce a sound
more pleasant
more pleasing
less grating.
delightful harmonious cacophony.
But you, my dear, just squawk and caw
ear-twinging screams
of laboring squaw.
I daresay your nails
on a chalkboard slate
would produce a sound
more pleasant
more pleasing
less grating.
The others’ calls
welcome the day
and herald the sun
welcome the day
and herald the sun
but I fear your war cries
will kill the day,
send the sun in full retreat,
and leave us in darkness.
will kill the day,
send the sun in full retreat,
and leave us in darkness.
Shut up.
-published 2017 edition of Spring Thaw! Itasca Community College