Mother’s casket
rose embroidered
sweetly sealed with a wooden brush
latched closed to conceal her vacant body
hiding the hands
that used to comb my tangles out just after the touch of sunrise
she’s more to me than a mourn
within this fiber built funeral shed
holding these desolate faces that haven’t shown themselves in years
begging themselves to fool me of pity
knowing when they walk out this door
their lives, though paused for this hour, will carry on
as mine stays hugging her rose embroidered casket
sweetly sealed with a daughter’s sobs.
Rhiannon is a thirty year old who grew up in the suburbs of South Jersey. She started writing song lyrics as a young girl, which led her to start playing her own music by her early teens.She recently has grown to love writing poetry and is working on her full lenghth poetry book. She hopes her art will be seen as inspiring and encouraging for readers.