Beauty Is

Posted: August 5, 2010 in My Poetry
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Under a stunted
tree, shaped by wind,
water slapped the shore.

The moon
both swam and sailed
as stars reeled
up above.

You knotted my hair
in your fist
and dragged me
from the car.

Such a beautiful setting
for love.
Such a beautiful setting
for crime.

Nature
doesn’t distinguish,
judge or blame;
just watches
with its thousand stars
and that solitary moon.

Toads burp into darkness;
natural sounds, broken
only by your ragged breath.

My tears are silent.
They don’t mean
anything.

Audio Reading

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  1. […] This post was Twitted by gennepher […]

  2. mark byrd says:

    May GOD Bless!!!Mark

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