Broken back clouds
amidst parchment sky
Dog eared like a saved page
Straining branches
a hushed breeze
Spotted shadows cast with care
swaying with the shifing atmosphere
A humming bird with people on its back
echoes down the throated street
Bouncing fabric tied to steel welcoming
all thats new, forgetting what has gone
This continuing world scoffs the face of tragedy
Deaf ears bleed
Ignorant hearts shake
But in the distance, the laughter of
an innocent child
And then, the sweeping
awareness of my own
beating heart.
2.27.2007
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