Shirley Alexander

Rookie - 1 Points (Somewhere under heaven, Georgia, USA)

Red Mourning - Poem by Shirley Alexander

The day we buried Eddie, it snowed.
We gathered like penguins on ice,
all in black; black suits, dresses,
black umbrellas turned against gusts.

Black veils shrouded our hearts in grief,
and draped into the open hole of his life.

But she stood like a wounded heart,
splayed and bleeding its fire,
dressed all in red; red dress, shoes,
red umbrella kissing the sky.

Scarlet veils bled love from her veins,
and dripped into the open whole of his life.

People will talk. She said nothing
until the last flower was laid in snow.
'Red is my love’s favorite, ' she whispered
to those silent men with black shovels.

'I want to know he looks down from heaven;
smiles me vibrant in this cold and lonely world.'


Comments about Red Mourning by Shirley Alexander

  • Bronze Star - 2,800 Points Paul Brookes (4/19/2013 8:36:00 AM)

    What a vivid picture your words paint I'm glad she was so brave as to wear her loves fav. colour Thanks for sharing BB : O) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 19, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 2, 2013


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