[image Frederick Carl Frieseke (American, 1874 – 1939), The Bird Cage courtesy dVerse Poets Pub]
A Bird In A Cage
That song, that mesmerising song. Some things are just not good for an unsober head, carrying a mind of non direction, crazed in booze, and too bold women, and the faint perfume.
From its chalice steals, the sacred blend of dignity, divinity, deep serious contemplation and remorse, by morning glare. When did it occur to them to look for him, to ask about him.
Weren't they drinking buddies? Weren't buddies supposed to look after one another? It is a sad day went a friend goes missing, like a phantom, out of the night. When a friend's wife is left alone; to listen to the song of a bird in a cage.
© gillena cox
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Write a prose, using a line given from Dunbar's poem - Sympathy; the same poem credited for Maya Angelo' s poem title "I know why the cage bird sings"
How awful to be left alone with her thoughts, not knowing where her beloved is, friends uncaring about the whereabouts of one with "an unsober head." Your story complements the painting's mood as well, Gillena, contemplative and focused on the caged bird. It made me wonder if the wife didn't feel as if she were trapped in the marriage.
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Well done, Gillena. Great split of the words in the prompt!
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This is awesome!
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An engaging story - well crafted! Jae
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I don’t like to see birds in cages, they should be flying free, although I Understand that the one in your story is company for the poor woman, Gillena. Would love to know what happened to her husband.
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What an awsome split of lines, it worked so well, and such an engaging and sad story
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