Saturday, December 17, 2011

Tiny Poems 6, 7 & 8

Lilting tunes, notes of
Lauded music, perhaps to one,
Deafening.

Broken glass, tainted crimson.
Shining, showing
The world in pretty pink.

Dead children
Wrenched away from parent in pain;
A bouquet.


0 comments:

Post a Comment

Speak and you will be heard.

Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...