Monday, March 29, 2010


As silent and stunningly splendid
As lightning in the sky
Soundless, it’s surrender
As a falling butter-fly
Or the silent breath of midnight dew
Which crowns each blade of grass
Reflected in a ruby hue
It shatters, like phantom glass
But no one takes a picture
Or stands in wordless awe
To behold in riveting horror
The carnage of a heart in love

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Janet Martin

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