Wednesday, April 23, 2014

April 19 PAD

Mightier than the Sword

Tiny targets tremble
as monsters rage in anger.
Hope glimmers, skitters, snuffs,
and comes to a complete stop.
In the downward spiral of violence
a sharpened pencil pierces
and pushes through to pillows,
sunlight, azure skies, laughter,
and delicate petals of orange tiger lilies.
Ah! What poetry can do!

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