At Times You Are Sought In by Jessica Ni Leacai

Would you come to me, a feline,
a cordial cat to crawl with me the night’s alleyways?

Or perhaps pleasantly perch, an avis,
a soulful songbird to serenade me safely homewards?

Your absence adorns me, a decendent,
the sister of my sorrows that severs my stitchings.

And no knittings made for me, my weaver,
to warm my wailing bones of your burial unwelcomed.

This poem can be read on poetry.com- http://poetry.com/poems/252491

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About jessienileacai

Irish speaker and artist. I love music, art, languages,literature, history, travel, photography, and comedy. I love Ireland, my heritage, the old ways and the beauty and people of this small island and its surrounding tiny islands
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