Storm-scarred

PAD challenge day 12: write a damage poem. (playing catch-up on a few prompts I missed:)

No retaliation now, wrath

Of word-storm spent

Where skin veils the aftermath

Of damage it rent

Sad, silence reigns

Where shards rained harsh, hard

And all that remains

Are hearts, storm scarred

Dry eyes can hide

The tears that fall

Somewhere inside

On a storm-scarred wall

© Janet Martin