Beauty and the BeastA Poem by Geralyn MillerFortunately, she has not awakened. She was once a beautiful woman ----just yesterday morning, in fact. Now, there is no trace of the former loveliness on her poor, shattered face.
Both eyes, once starry blue, are swollen closed. The doctors are trying, desparately, to save her left eye, even though, she'll never see from it. Her nose was horribly smashed; to be repaired later, if she lives. Her badly fractured jaw is wired shut. A lacey tracery of stitches, (over three hundred) adorns her lumpy, purple visage. Broken ribs, punctured lung, ruptured spleen, massive internal injuries. She may lose a kidney. She may die.
Because, the most dangerous man in her life is the one who said he loves her.
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Added on September 23, 2010Last Updated on September 23, 2010 AuthorGeralyn MillerPhoenix, AZAboutI was born in the year of the Dragon, and am prone to roaring for amusement's sake. I have been writing poetry since I was eight. That's right, fifty years of poetry, all written in longhand. In ad.. more..Writing
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